Sun's Atmosphere Sings

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There I go again, over-thinking everything and making myself more and more depressed.

My banjo was supposed to come either today or tomorrow from Oregon (hippy banjo!), but when my dad looked up the shipment number and it said that it was loaded on the truck IN KANSAS yesterday. Lame.

I just want my banjo.

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I want to do some sort of craft thing right now. I feel like I'm going to explode.

Keeping with out theme of really neat things:


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You are rarely actually in the city of San Jose.

Oakland is close enough so you can root for its teams, but far enough away so that you feel safe.

You can distinguish between a cryp and a blood at Great America based upon the nuances of their limp.

Several "parties" you frequent take place inside someone's garage amongst laundry, sitting on crates ( Read more... )

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM GOING TO SEE THE POLICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Check out these sweet taxi shoes I designed!


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