Friday Nov 22, 2002

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ooo! More song lyrics? Another Fight Club post? Maybe both? I dunno... today was a boring, boring day. I need SOMETHING to take up space.

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We are not special.

We are not crap or trash either. We just are.

We just are, and what happens just happens.

And God says, "No, that's not right."

Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
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I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky.

I've been a long time that I'm waiting
Been a long that I'm blown
I've been a long time that I've wandered
Through the people I have known
Oh, if you would and you could
Straighten my new mind's eye.

Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me 'til I'm dead
Oh, if you would and you could
Come blow your horn on high.

I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky.
thirtyseven:
ooh, yay for journalists.

i was the entertaiment editor at my school paper first.
then the opinion editor.

and i was editor-in-chief of a paper that was distributed to high schools across the country. it was pretty silly, but a wonderful experience.

did you/do you go to conventions? omg, journalism conventions .. nothin like 'em smile

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