Friday, November 25, 2005
apocalyptically cryptic carcrash nightmare!
failed my second driving test spectacularly. and when i say spectacularly, i actually mean catastrophically, horribly, apocalyptically, and horrendously.
ask me about it.
the melb people are back! a4/scfour reunion parties hooray! put yo' hands up in the air! shake 'em like you just don't care! adbuct adduct abduct adduct and flex! extend! wiggle that perineum shake your gluteus and do the trendelenburg because i'm no Pink, but it's (almost) time to get the party started. holidays are happy days.
he thinks that singin' on a Sunday's gonna save his soul
but now that Saturday's gone
well somehow he thinks that he's on his way
but i can see his brake lights are on
--jack johnson, taylor
beautiful slugs! very romantic. :]
+ fictions&fires
11:32 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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