There is a certain quality of light that throws a wrench in everything. I am seventeen, passenger side, on the 163. The eucalyptus-filtered sunlight plays across the windshield and dash, and my feet are propped up against the glovebox. I'm getting flicked with the occasional ash from a clove cigarette, the windows are down, and the music is too ( Read more... )

Are Joe the Plumber and Joe Six-Pack perhaps one and the same person...?

No smokes, without a slip. Which might be rather more admirable if it weren't for the fact that I won't trust myself with a single smoke, since I haven't the slightest idea how I managed to quit at all. And I harbor doubts as to my ability to keep quit if I slip. Fear can be a good motivator, after all.

This is pretty:

You can watch this video on www.livejournal.com

A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP ( Read more... )

Is awesome

Book manipulation/mutilation/reincarnation.

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I don't want to set the world on fi-ire...

I'm too lazy to fully lolcat.

Part One: "The Economy"

-the economies, they r bad!!1 they are bad for wall street. are they bad for main street? yes.
-i agree, but mor than he does. i will no look at him.

Part Two: "War and Terrorism"

-i has a bracelet.
-orly? i has a bracelet, too! only different.

Part Three: "Foreign Policy"

-why u hate spain?
-o ya, u r ( Read more... )

“I’ll try to find you some [examples] and I’ll bring them to you.”

This woman is out to kill me. And I'm not talking about Couric.

September is drawing to a close. This past is the first summer in recent memory that seemed as long as grade school summers. People start to make the traditional autumn statement on how quickly the year has passed, and I'll mutter some perfunctory agreement-- but I don't mean it. 2008 has engorged itself with too many happenings; it's got too much ( Read more... )

Ahahahahahaha.

...ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

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