Someday, people will want to compose epic ballads about
my life. When they finally get down to it, I figured a blog like this one would make good reference material.
Perhaps, in the extravagance
of youth, we give away our
devotions easily and all but
arbitrarily, on the mistaken
assumption that we’ll always
have more to give."
- Michael Cunningham
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- Michael Cunningham
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Friday, May 21, 2010
Method Madness (Parental guidance is advised.)
(i.e. Why Becky and I should not be left unsupervised.)
HEED THE CALL.
DO YOU HEAR JOHN FARNHAM THE PEOPLE SING?
Play this to get the full multi-sensory experience:
FUCK IT'S EVEN GOT BAGPIPES.
Yeah, we totally outclassed all those other vandals.
(i.e. Why Becky and I should not be left unsupervised.)
Today, we set it in stone.
Play this to get the full multi-sensory experience:
FUCK IT'S EVEN GOT BAGPIPES.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Why do I always need to need you when you're fleeing?
Where do you go when I'm around?
What have I done? What have I lost that's so defeating?
And have the nerve to wear the crown?
I'm used to your absence,
your faceless distraction.
Where do you go when I'm around?
What have I done? What have I lost that's so defeating?
And have the nerve to wear the crown?
I'm used to your absence,
your faceless distraction.