Doing this and that and this and then some. Doing the heel toe through stomping grounds of old. It's like high school with a seedier pulse, making my face an indistinct mask and imprinting my soulstuff on wallpaper yellowed with nicotine. Residual impressions of a collegiate nonparticipant. Big words for a... fuck if I know.
It's been nifty, though. Watched The Illusionist, was okay. Ended...
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It's been nifty, though. Watched The Illusionist, was okay. Ended...
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I hate this blog crap but I haven't written a word that isn't an essay in the past three months so maybe maybe maybe....
Things -- things are all right. Visiting family relatively often but am growing more and more drained the longer I stick around. Atlanta, that is. Not my family.
Finally got up the ego to start asking girls out again. Gone on...
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Things -- things are all right. Visiting family relatively often but am growing more and more drained the longer I stick around. Atlanta, that is. Not my family.
Finally got up the ego to start asking girls out again. Gone on...
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Cleaning. Cleaning. I swear to God, I've become a house mouse. Louse. Grouse... let me out of this place now.
I went to my second open bar in my life last night. Jamie treated me to the Hot Corner shibang. I wonder if they'll let me into Harry Bissett's for theirs. Probably not. I wasn't part of the brotherhood there. Plus, even The Amigos in...
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I went to my second open bar in my life last night. Jamie treated me to the Hot Corner shibang. I wonder if they'll let me into Harry Bissett's for theirs. Probably not. I wasn't part of the brotherhood there. Plus, even The Amigos in...
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