christopher

finals week...just hang on, lil' buddy.

Though I speak with the tongues of men, and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my...
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I dream of a job after college where I don't sell my soul, I don't make shit wages, and I don't go home one step closer to pulling a trigger with my big toe.

There's a lot of interesting stuff on the docket. Going around this great state, looking at all of the interesting landmarks: the world's biggest ball of twine and all that. Waiting for financial aid for all the crap i've been doing for departments. Writing for the Wire has been so much fun. I really appreciate all of the wonderful input and I have tremendous amounts...
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I love seeing what people see in certain music groups. Stumbling into an artifact of much emotion and attachment and otaku so that I can ask for directions "Good albums? makes me happy"

I am talking about the Velvet Underground.

Gone for the evening with my pretty lady.

Interviewing Bishop Allen for Suicide Girls. They are good.

I'm always curious who sees this space. Drop a line saying hi if you happen by.

Students have turned in mix cd assignment. I get to listen to all of them.
Lucky me.

It's really suprising to me how many people really enjoy arguing. Sometimes taking pot shots at the author, sometimes at each other, and sometimes even at themselves. I think that it's even more interesting to see how some original text that you wrote can change meanings as people examine it over the course of a thread; how original text influences A then B is influenced...
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It's the way she scrunches her face and holds the fire extinguisher like you've done something wrong.

I have thing for red heads.