December 2010
6 posts
I am going to go brave the consumer wastes.
It will be a terrible, brutal expedition into the plagued, abyssal depths of shopper-land. I may not make it out alive. But my loved ones need presents. Warring, horrifying product-hungry monstrosities will be roaming about, viciously snarling at anyone who dares to glance at the section of the shelf they’re drooling over. The end is nigh.
I have to go to the mall :(
Question:
Does a song or an album or a band have the ability to affect the way a person turns out? The way a person is? Almost every one of my favorite songs directly correlates to some event or period in my past. When I had my first girlfriend, and was driving around in my first car smoking cigarettes and skipping school, I was listening to a lot of Wilco and The Band. But would those experiences have been...
Lady Perry is my favorite singer.
Following Katy Gaga.
I was sad. I’ve been sad, I am sad; this is nothing new but an unusual dose I remember not too long ago, almost for just a little bit, bitter a moment of clarity creeping, I held on my back the weight of a discovered purpose but then it dissolved under my nose unknown to me, like some sort of enlightenment that’s been there the entire time, one of those “it’s not something...
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