For some reason I feel like I have a ton of shit to get off my chest; I don't know what it might be, and I can't seem to tap into it, so this entry will considerably shorter. For all I know it might just be displaced anti-Monday sentiment.
For some reason I feel like I have a ton of shit to get off my chest; I don't know what it might be, and I can't seem to tap into it, so this entry will considerably shorter. For all I know it might just be displaced anti-Monday sentiment.
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Farewell, LJ
So I guess I'm retiring this blog. Part of me feels like I need to make some sort of eulogy or something; part of me just wants to move on already.…
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Catching up
The first sentence of this post was "Finally, some breathing room," and then as I was in the middle of the second sentence I got handed…
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(no subject)
Kinda hard to imagine Thomas Pynchon (and not, say, Tom Robbins) writing this paragraph, but there it is on p. 99 of "Inherent Vice":…
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