I'm leaving in a half hour for an echocardiogram. Pray that they actually find a heart in there. Because if there ISN'T one, that would mean I'm dead. And if I'm dead, that means I'm in hell. And if I'm in hell, that means it's going to be like this forever. And then I'd kill mysel--- oh, wait ( Read more... )

I'm sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy. I don't know what the point is in posting this, except that maybe if I just say it, it will magically go away ( Read more... )

This one's for you, John! (Somebody make me get off youtube and go to bed!)

I went to see Donovan at the Berklee Center a couple of months ago. he looked just like this. I was sitting in the first row, center. I was practically in his lap.

Didn't really age all that well, I guess, but who among us have? (I know -- you're all young and don't know what the fuck I'm talking about.)

Anyway, I still love him.

I thought you'd find this especially cool, Victoria.

The battle begins:


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I love those sweet, sweet puppy eyes. So innocent and pure.


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Is it a dog or a pillow? I'm not sure.


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Picture of the Shmoo with my new camera.


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Buzz kill ( Read more... )