Late night encounters with shitty vodka do not do a body good. But when my head is about to fall off i like to read, and play some music and keep it eire. boooyyyyeee.
mr vegas - must come a road
Lot's of beer and good conversations the other night. the music, not so much, but i still got drunk enough to shake my ass.
some thoughts:
if the game is fixed you should still play.
but only if it's a game worth playing.
the smoking section is what's up.
say what you mean to avoid regret.
i did and i don't.
and most importantly, fuck other people's expectations, because i'm not here to live up to a standard other than my own and neither are you.
also, i really love this video set to a speech by carl sagan. taken from dustin's blog. thanks brodie.
some pieces are just made up of smaller pieces. some parts sold separately.
my brain's on swol
Thursday, April 3, 2008
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here, here (hear, hear?) on the expectations game.
love,
your internets stalker.
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