Finally updated my mp3 blog, after 6 or so months.

Pains of Being Pure at Heart | A Teenager in Love

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My dogs are not guard dogs ( Read more... )

Dear, sweet Kurt and dear, sweet June fell have fallen under the oppressive alliance of the airline industry, Father Christmas, and Mother Nature. They're stuck in Portland with their cats, we're in Milwaukee with our dogs, missing K&J greatly ( Read more... )

Just woke up to the dumb asses (they're not shockjocks, just three really dull midwesterners with no real set opinions who are paid to take contrary POVs) on the radio saying, "It's not easy being beautiful." Immediately after, Lucy did one her of huge, screeching yawns. I think it was a yawn of agreement ( Read more... )

When we moved, I left behind an unshaded old wrought iron lamp. Missing it, I trespassed onto my old yard to see if I could see it, and the new owner was there, using the lamp to light up some advanced math textbook ( Read more... )

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My neighborhood is sick with holiday spirit ( Read more... )

We're clearing what feels like half of our combined life (does that in itself constitute a full life?) out of our basement. But there's so much we're hanging on to!

The strength of our sentimentality is definitely a weakness.