"the world is filled top to bottom and throughout with such wretchedness that concentrating any one instance in particular is of little use" ----> paraphrase from Stoic philosopher & playwright Lucius Annaeus Seneca
there is nothing to do but smoke cigars and laugh against the encroaching nonsense
laughed and we laughed until we pulled each other apart, and danced our crooked bodies in a gondola...
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there is nothing to do but smoke cigars and laugh against the encroaching nonsense
laughed and we laughed until we pulled each other apart, and danced our crooked bodies in a gondola...
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belch farewell vulgar discontent
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adelina:
the da vinci quote is funny, thanks for sharing 
frankly:
hot hot heat was touring with at least one of the printed shirts, which i think can also be found on their website. thanks for liking them!
I'm giving my girlfriend Herpes for Christmas - is there anything hotter than viral love?
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
I'm giving my girlfriend Herpes for Christmas - is there anything hotter than viral love?
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
psychotic love? of a tulip? all love is a mild form of psychosis - a painful condition
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
psychotic love? of a tulip? all love is a mild form of psychosis - a painful condition
I am giving my girlfrien Herpes for Christmas - is there anything hotter than viral love?
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
I fell into a burning ring of fire
JohnnyCash
my girl is the queen of the savages
she don't know the modern world and its ravages
instead of money she's got yams and cabbages
she doesn't use a fork
I don't think I'll go back to New York
-magnetic fields-
it's no fun to make angels in the mud - waiting for the winter storms to arrive and change the landscape ...........
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she don't know the modern world and its ravages
instead of money she's got yams and cabbages
she doesn't use a fork
I don't think I'll go back to New York
-magnetic fields-
it's no fun to make angels in the mud - waiting for the winter storms to arrive and change the landscape ...........
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frankly:
yes, i too once smugly counted on the supposed "one ticket parking rule" of which you spoke. i was triple ticketed on boxing day! how's that for goddamn xmas spirit?
arachnequarius:
mmmmmm, interesting. i must admit that i've a stevens deficit in my literary knowlege, so that inspires me to read some. thanks for the inspiration!
mud angles ~ hee ~ now there is a concept my niece would LOVE.
mud angles ~ hee ~ now there is a concept my niece would LOVE.
my girl is the queen of the savages
she don't know the modern world and it's ravages
instead of money she's got yams and cabbages
she doesn't use a fork
I don't think I'll go back to New York
-magneticfields-
she don't know the modern world and it's ravages
instead of money she's got yams and cabbages
she doesn't use a fork
I don't think I'll go back to New York
-magneticfields-
the comfort of habitual living - the pleasures of rural life
translating a Plautine sex farce in a warm bookstore cafe - the baristas teasing me, and dancing to the soft perpetual 80's beat on the sound system .......
and always I end up with a book of poetry as I walk out the door
translating a Plautine sex farce in a warm bookstore cafe - the baristas teasing me, and dancing to the soft perpetual 80's beat on the sound system .......
and always I end up with a book of poetry as I walk out the door
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cellosoul:
My apartment's chilly. Computer loves it, plants could take it, or leave it. Me, I need warmth. Heat. Energy.
Wistfully,
s
Wistfully,
s
trixel:
I have not seen Elephant. I was intrigued and repulsed by the reviews I read. Perhaps I should give it a go?
the comfort of habitual living - the pleasures of rural life
afternoons spent translating a Plautine sex farce in a warm bookstore cafe - the barista's teasing me, and dancing to the soft perpetual 80's beat on the sound system
and I always end up with a book of poetry as I walk out the door.
Instant coffee with slightly sour cream
in it, and...
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afternoons spent translating a Plautine sex farce in a warm bookstore cafe - the barista's teasing me, and dancing to the soft perpetual 80's beat on the sound system
and I always end up with a book of poetry as I walk out the door.
Instant coffee with slightly sour cream
in it, and...
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tripping on fits of night's energy, hyperactivity and sleeplessness as of late - days eliding into nights..........and would be still if not for the bracing cold New England air
winter - the natural stimulant
"back in my old neighborhood,
the cigarettes taste so good"
-Wilco-
winter - the natural stimulant
"back in my old neighborhood,
the cigarettes taste so good"
-Wilco-
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cathedra:
comment a qu'esce qui se passe? rien..tout va super bien et toi?
No it's actually from her POST album.
No it's actually from her POST album.
eli:
thank you
i'd kill to live in that house, dude.
you should take a picture of the inside of it. i'm dying to see.