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| i listened to "birth" by the faint, and it really turned me off having babies. seriously, that song creeps me out. I think it's a bit sad that Caesar, the great Roman conqueror, terror of the Gauls, has a birth procedure named after him. True, it's violent and bloody, but it hardly does him justice, does it?
My cousin Tom is coming back soon! He is one of my favorite relatives, every bit and Andrus too. Why is it so hot? Why can't it ever be a happy medium? it's either freezing cold and bitter, or hot and humid. there's a two week grace period for spring and then BAM
--you're sleeping naked on your mattress, drinking ice water and cursing your parents for ever deciding to live here.
Maria ate dinner here yesterday, and i had a lot of fun. i really miss hanging out with Maria. she and robby and i walked to the gazebo at Turley,but then a bunch of girl scouts kicked us out so they could have some stupid ceremony.
well, i have to go pick basil, so that i can have pesto tonight.
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| i have no goddamn conviction. i was quitting xanga, but then i read josh's poem, and it just seems like i would miss hearing what everyone has to say.
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| i want to know where i stand. whether it's heaven or hell, i dont care. anything is better than hanging in limbo, waiting for something to happen. I just want to stay in bed all day.
goodbye. i'm done with xanga.
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| better yet: let's all run away and be drunken pirates!
(Chorus)
Sail away where no ball and chain
Can keep us from the roarin' waves
Together undevided but forever we'll be free
So sail away aboard our rig
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
So the years rolled by and several died
And left us somewhat reelin'
Johnny strummed his Tommy gun
Left blastin' through the cieling
So what became of rebels
Who sang for you and me?
Grapplin' with their demons
In the search for liberty
Sufferers who suffer all
Can swim upon the desert
Where avarice has ravaged all
In spite of good intentions
Don't fill your mouth with gluttony
For pride will surely swell
But nothing's unforgevin in the four corners of hell
(Chorus)
Envy and it's evil twin
It crept in bed with slander
Idiots they gave advice
Both Sloth it gave no answer
Anger kills the human soul
With bitter tales of lust
While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin'
On the legs they never trust
(Chorus)
But it's the only life we'll know
Blagards to the bone
So don't wreck yourself
Take an honest grip
For there's more tales beyond the shore
Ah the years rolled by and several died
And left us somewhat reelin'
In and out came crawlin' out
And spewed upon the cieling
So what became of rebels?
That sang for you and me
Grapplin' with their demons
In the search for liberty
(Chorus x2)
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| i want to be a savage. i want to do savage dances and bare my teeth at other people and scream at the moon and tattoo my body and catch things with my bare hands. I want to live in a tree and eat with my hands. i really don't know where this urge is coming from but it's funny.
i officially love love love jamaican food. chicken and jerk sauce, man. top it off with a shot of rum and some orange slices, you can't beat that. Did you know that the members of System of a Down are from this really weird country that's basically going extinct? isn't that neat? not that they're going extinct but that they come from such an interesting background. i can't remember the details, but there's only a few of their people left. that's sad because they have really pretty music and they look cool too. Today Dr. Dennis compared Holden from Catcher in the Rye to my brother. it's funny because it's true.  Jessie bought me these earrings from the good will that i've been eyeing for a really long time. she is so sweet, when she gets back from group i am going to make her some dessert. hooray. oh, it's bath time.
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