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i'd like to sell all my possessions and travel around the world. too bad i probably don't have enough valuable possessions. and i think i'd have to keep half my cds--why is it that they're so much harder to throw away? i think it would be really freeing to have nothing. i also think i wouldn't like it. kind of scary. i want to travel the world. i ( Read more... )

Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No." Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61."

-bob dylan

(steve, i liked your bbq. thanks.)

umm, so goodbye summer. i was looking forward to autumn, anyways, by the second week of august. sweaters, scarves, pretty leaves, you know. but i seem to forget every year about what autumn in vancouver is really like. i'm being reminded now how it smells and how it feels, and about how the bottom of my pants get wet, and fallen colored leaves aren ( Read more... )

*after typing out a rather expressive and sad post, robyn proceeds to close the browser window, losing her post completely having not updated first*

STUDIES SHOW THAT PEOPLE WHO EAT PEANUTS LIVE LONGER THAN PEOPLE WHO DON'T EAT.

-A Friendly Reminder from the National Peanut Board

BIKE STORY ( Read more... )

What is this language we deal out to you, like standard playing cards on a green felt tabletop? Where are the jewels, and where is the dirt that gathers around them after years, and even days? What is this abstract pattern that has no top or bottom? We deal them, we show some, we hold some. May just a heavy enough breeze come to blow them from our ( Read more... )

'Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose ( Read more... )

robyn: so, about this box of teenbeat posters from grade 6 ( Read more... )