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amanda is the bomb
the gelenders strike again ( Read more... ) -
long time no write
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BART musings
Typed this waiting for my stop - thank goddess for laptops ( Read more... ) -
Helen's father has Passed Away ~ January 18th, 2007.
For those of you who knew him, you know how big a part of Helen's (and my own) life he was... for those of you who only know Helen, please read on for memorial information, or to show support in whichever way you can. Thank you ( Read more... ) -
belly roll
Kerry is the SHIT. -
...gone til Novemeber, Ill be gone til Novemeber, yo tell my girl-- I'll be gone til November...
January February, March April May, I hear you cryin', but girl I can't stay
Dispersed, disconnected
among joints that creak and flow with borrowed showers and acryllic paintings
welcome back! And welcome homes, bon voyages and stay in touches,
living out of my car
fresh ahi and kzsc rockin rolling like stones gathering no moss from the roads of camus ( Read more... ) -
oh the times, they are a-changin'
so much can change so fast ...
I guess its the nature of things, in the post-graduation whirrled. world. The lack of direction, sheer confusion, and pressure from all sides really boils down to... a blank page. It's a blessing and a curse.
Blessings.....
--I am healing slowly, but well from this Staph shit. This is very good. I am not miserable and ( Read more... ) -
dont cry- tell a friend
Yes, these are people, too.
See and act on all current Execution Alerts at:
August 3: William Wyatt Jr., TX
http://www.demaction.org/dia/organizations/ncadp/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=4738
August 8: Darrell Ferguson, OH
http://www.demaction.org/dia/organizations/ncadp/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=4739
August 11: David Dawson, MT
http://www.demaction. ( Read more... ) -
a mid-night thought, e-mail from Sam Prowell
Glances are bountiful in the night. I keep thinking that I am seeing the moon; it happens the same way every time. Either I driving, or biking or strolling through a mid-summer swelter in the heart of the darkness. In an instant I am drawn to the corner of my eye. I always glimpse with the hope of a full moon, a luminous Luna, or a sliver of echoed ( Read more... )
