Vain scribblings about the general failure of mankind, time and space traveling to old porch lemonade days on the farm, and how Big Brother would be watching me if only I were doing something interesting.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
the poorly laid schemes of mice and men
finish book and hock that baby
buy a guitar - check
join a band
work an awesome odd crap job
love someone
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