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I am currently really enjoying the song "You're So True," by Joseph Arthur. I recommend it. I kinda wanna do a little half-dance to it.
The other day I bought Infinite Jest because it was on sale, so I got it for $8.50, when it is normally twenty or more. So I got a bargain, but simultaneously, I have so much to read. I look forward to someday having a moment to do these things I want to do. But then I'll just procrastinate on them.
Something possessed an estranged, excommunicated individual to send a deluge of text messages at 2 in the morning. Why? I wanted to sleep. I feel angry, righteous wrath, but without an adequate way to express my emotions, so instead I simply quiver in my sensation of being wronged. An impasse of impotence.
In contrast there is you, embodiment of intrigue manifest; what is with you? Inspiring secretive smiles is all well and good, but only if there's substance to it.
We have entered a time of distinctive academic tumult. Let the games begin!
The other day I bought Infinite Jest because it was on sale, so I got it for $8.50, when it is normally twenty or more. So I got a bargain, but simultaneously, I have so much to read. I look forward to someday having a moment to do these things I want to do. But then I'll just procrastinate on them.
Something possessed an estranged, excommunicated individual to send a deluge of text messages at 2 in the morning. Why? I wanted to sleep. I feel angry, righteous wrath, but without an adequate way to express my emotions, so instead I simply quiver in my sensation of being wronged. An impasse of impotence.
In contrast there is you, embodiment of intrigue manifest; what is with you? Inspiring secretive smiles is all well and good, but only if there's substance to it.
We have entered a time of distinctive academic tumult. Let the games begin!