it's 11:45 pm, on January 01, 2008 - happy fucking new year, too.
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a. I just reread every new year's post made here. there's a theme of red wine and disappointment.
b. I have sarah harmer's 'tether' stuck in my head:
After that Christmas I think that I might sleep the whole new year.
you said it.
c. new year's eve = im'ing with tap as she did shots during every single commercial break in a CSI marathon. can't decide if this is a symbol of despair or just typical post-modern living. went off, in a manner of speaking. do not even care.
Simple tether hold this together there has got to be something better as well as worse. simple statistics, right? maybe it's a four-year cycle of someone actually liking me for me. 2000, 2004, 2008? like the summer olympics, costs too much and everyone wants to watch the sprints, that're really just juiced-up and over too soon. exactly like the summer olympics, in fact. just a moment we had to spare. - this is from something that is all but written, save a title. "What do you want, anyway?" "Nothing," she says immediately, but that isn't true. No one who wants nothing will come up and talk to you. That is what Albert has learned. People can want altruistic things, harmless things, a simple conversation, the time of day, but they always want. It is the fuel that feeds the engine. Albert has found himself in a curious situation; now he has given up magic, he wants nothing, he desires nothing, but to be left alone. - welcome to the first day of nothing, nothing nothing. welcome to the last day of nothing, too. ~
At least to one place
So the feelings can't escape into the air
'Cause if they do we won't remember that they were even there
And filled a moment that we had to spare
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moving truck dilemma - October 28, 2015
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bruise - June 29, 2015
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