December 2011
76 posts
30 pages of Anna Karenina a day and I’ll be done in time for Spain and my next great novel. Guess which one I’ll be bringing???
Dec 31st
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Dec 29th
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Moscow? Istanbul? Tel Aviv? Vienna? London? Azores? Back to Lisbon? What should we do from Jan. 23-26th!??
Dec 29th
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Dec 28th
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“Not for nothing are we a poet; not for nothing have we been burning our life...”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
Dec 28th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 24th
Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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Jesus.
Dec 22nd
You know how I was talking about needing something good to happen for me in the worst way? Today is NOT that day. Someone stole all of the Heyday’s equipment last night. Broke into the van and took everything. I have nothing left.
Dec 21st
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Anonymous asked: why are you bummed?
Dec 21st
Dec 21st
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Dec 20th
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Dec 20th
I’m embarrassed to admit it, I’ve got no grip. I’m leading with my jaw. Can you see it from a distance? Does it look ridiculous? Well I guess that’s just what I have to live with. Still I have a mind to think, Knees to break, You standing beside me. Gonna push back, push back, push back, With every word and every breath…
Dec 20th
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“SUFFOCATION: MODERN LIFE IN THE WESTERN WORLD”
Dec 20th
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Dec 19th
One year ago, right now, just after 5:40am on December 18, 2010…
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Dec 16th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 15th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 13th
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I need to move away from here.
Dec 13th
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Dec 12th
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So bummed on life right now.
Dec 12th
I have saved a lot of things from over the years, mostly talking about stuff from high school. Notes, letters, pictures, setlists, etc. I should have started scanning all this stuff into digital a long time ago. Tonight, however, is the night.
Dec 10th
youth.
before the cold, before the snow, before the darkness there were seconds minutes hours days melting into weeks into months when we would walk the newly paved streets, our shoes clapping for us, through streets that were ours, that we owned because no one else would claim them, our yards our walks our porches our pools our infant peacock grass our freshly chopped grass our damp leaves our aromatic...
Dec 10th
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Dec 9th
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Dec 9th
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Dec 8th
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Just want to smoke some pot.
Dec 8th
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Dec 7th
Anonymous asked: Describe yourself in five words.
Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 6th
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Boy, I’ve gotten a couple of great new questions to answer on here. One of them is by far the best yet, and should take a while to answer. Thanks, keep them coming!
Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 6th