Monday, October 10, 2005
runnin' around in circles with a twisted ankle
a perpetual deja~vu lingering in the subconscious, looping a silent warning alarm scream blam blam blam redlights flash flash flash blinding me luring me seducing me into a sense of normality and eternal comfort as old as the past when tis but an crying infant cradled within thy quivering arms you hold and caress least it crumbles into dust you breathe not a single breatha belated memory?a
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- what do you do when the power leaves you
- and yet another film festival begins
- a vampire theory/conspiracy unveiled (almost)
- off the wagon
- reactions to the news today
- the hunt for cool gadgets
- lost rhapsody
- the wonderful and weird world of toys
- and the stifling continues
- 61 rooms / 21 artist / 1,000 ideas
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- one of the tricks to life
- if only this could be "real life" gawddammit
- if i said: "i've lost the will to love"
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- rain rain go away far far away nahbey
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- a year into my life and of the rules of engagement
- pour sum sugah on me
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- what a great tan you have sir ... you've got the job!
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