http://loudounextra.washingtonpost.com/blogs/living-loco/2008/sep/18/basement-winery-grows/

How about that.

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snapped this on my little POS cell phone yesterday night. I FUCKING LOVE MAUI.


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So as I type this, I'm sitting on a patio in a condo in Maui, drinking maragritas and relaxing. Really, how good is this? Two good friends of mine are getting married down here (holy crap), so I got a practically free five days of beachin, drinkin, relaxin, drinkin, etc. Preeeetty awesome ( Read more... )

Well our lease is up July 1st. Brian and I are rather frantically hunting around for a place closer to campus, as I leave for Hawaii on June 19th, so we basically have two weeks to nail down our entire living situation for the next year. I'm starting to get into some money problems for the first time since I was a freshman, which isn't helping with ( Read more... )

It seems like I read through pages and pages of Brautigan poems almost daily. The same ones too, over and over again...and they twist me up so bad, every single time, with just a few words.

For the uninitiated, here's a few personal favorites.

I Live In The Twentieth Century
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It's called Parachutes. I kind of like it.

Also, since someone requested it and maybe someone else would like to hear it too...here's a whole CD worth of cover songs I've recorded recently. ha.

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is the fucking party album of 08, calling it early this year. I will be rocking this religiously while getting drunk in 08, mark my words.

on a related note, I turn 21 next Saturday, so it will become an even more frequent occurence.

So why do think the cold won't end? Because it always has.
After a fall might come winter, but your spring will be back.
It won’t stay dark forever, that much I promise, and
I know your heart is a jumper;
Parachutes work better when they’re open.

So stay open.

So for some reason, I was thinking back to a conversation I had with a friend about regrets. We talked and talked about things we said we regretted. It was a good time, we both felt markedly better afterwards, but looking back on it now makes me realize how often we confuse guilt and regret, and how huge a difference there is between the two. In ( Read more... )