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bored on ice.
i can go back to new york now?
I need to have some SD adventures or I'm going to pull my hair out of my head and eat it.
some poem I listened to while being exceedingly bored and liked:
The History of Effects
by William Greenway
The Bible was created by Bishop Ussher
in 4004 B.C. Then Galileo cooked the universe
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I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE!!! -
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Look at these cool things my potential roomie found:
My favorites:
http://www.whatisblik.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=B&Product_Code=BL-143-CH
http://www.whatisblik.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=B&Product_Code=TH-123
http://www.whatisblik.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=B&Product_Code=TH-117 ( ( Read more... ) -
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I'm about to check my college things
SOOOO NERVOUS
But it's a beautiful day so either way I'll still be happy!
I'm shaking a little. Okay I can't wait anymore. -
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I like this Matthew Rohrer guy:
I believe there is something else
entirely going on but no single
person can ever know it,
so we fall in love.
It could also be true that what we use
everyday to open cans was something
much nobler, that we'll never recognize.
I believe the woman sleeping beside me
doesn't care about what's going on
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The Blue Terrance
The Blue Terrance
Terrance Hayes
If you subtract the minor losses,
you can return to your childhood too:
the blackboard chalked with crosses,
the math teacher's toe ring. You
can be the black boy not even the buck-
toothed girls took a liking to:
the match box, these bones in their funk
machine, this thumb worn smooth
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The Rain
ROBERT CREELEY
All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quite, persistent rain.
What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often? Is it
that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
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Flux - Bloc Party
If your right hand is causing you pain
Cut it off, cut it off
If your colours have started to run
Let them all run, run away from you
There is lightning in this room
Above our heads, waiting to strike
I'm a thinker not a talker
Put your faith, your faith in God
We were hoping for some romance
All we found was more despair
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