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.: Tuesday, December 23, 2003 :.
currently listening to: Ben Arthur -- At the End of the Day
A calm sort of crazy? sure, why not, define crazy.
Did you get everything you need this holiday season, is your shopping done? Coming from a first hand retail sales clerk its actually been a quiet year, of the last four i've worked, this holiday season was by far the slowest.
A merry whatever to you and yours, in an effort to be politcally correct (or as i'd like to start calling it 'selling out to those whiney bitch attention whores who like to make fights out of anything they possibly can, just because they can')
I'm toying around with an idea for a christmas update, I think it'll fly, and if I don't finish it by the big day, I'll just adjust the clock on the blog so that it appears as though I did, Mwa haha.
Thats all I can think to write tonight, a bunch of broken thoughts, make of it what you will, if anything at all.
.: Sunday, December 21, 2003 :.
currently listening to: Matthew Good Band -- Strange Days
Polly's out pushing posies, up from underground, those days we feared are all but gone, replaced with what we see, and thats just a start to an end over time, as we're caught in this riddle with no tongue for rythmes. It doesn't have to make sense, just feel with your hands, inside your head you'll see it, inside your head we'll free it. Davey had a chance, but he blew it all for gum, davey had a reason, but I'm afraid its 'cause he's dumb. The corner store sells freedom, buy it by the pound, and when your good and finished, throw it on the ground, and stomp it till it crumbles, theres not much need for peace, when the world's good and ready, we'll make it out to be, a place where happy comes in last, and profit always first, where a shit comes out your ass, but never in your words.
It may not be normal to think in rythmes (albeit bad rythmes at times), but I'd say its probably a lot more entertaining when you just start writing stuff down.
And with that I'm off to bed for an early start tommorow,
Cheers.
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