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May 28, 2007 03:32

I missed my favorite band, Cursive. I'll never get to see them and discuss the unbearable lightness of being with Tim Kasher. Give me a new language, goddamn it. Nothing is new. Nothing is up. Vocal practice, mild success, still needs work, on the way. I'm going to ask you to hang out tomorrow. You'll probably be busy but I am letting you know now that I am going to ask you tomorrow.

I had a terrible dream last night. There is no need to go into it but I couldn't get out of it. It wasn't exactly threatening. I'm not too sure what it was, really.

The meaning of life is to preoccupy ourselves with things to keep us from thinking about the meaning of life. Once, I got too close. Then they ended that endeavor with a shot to my left eye. There was a bird. There was just a bird.

The new Circa Survive CD is pretty good but I feel like it's lacking variety.

I saw her recently. I thought she was cute. She had a boyfriend. She was annoying. She wasn't quite there, where? I don't know, fuck it, I don't like the situation, it's sketchy.

Next.

Who's next?

I'll see you soon, I hope (I don't kid myself, I was just kidding).
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