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I'm going to use this as more of a day in the life thing for now. Microblogging is very interesting to me lately, and i should take advantage of this stu

I'm already mourning the passing of the pretty new bike. Dylan will have killed it in a matter of months, i'm sure. He has so little regard for things.

Felafel is good. And not terrible for you. I can live like this.

Well, it's not a concert announcement, sadly.

It's a new music video, official, from the Man himself!



I'm a-squee. Look at all the Toy Soldiers who got involved!

The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Back in Nola, back at work. I need a new career. Or at least a general paradigm shift. I shouldn't stay content anymore.

I was walking to work the other day and the Apple Bottom Jeans song (It's actual title is "Low", and I really like it despite my general music interests.) came on in some club I was walking past. It made me wistful for a bit. I'm not bitter, just sad and scared and uncertain all the time. I can see every misstep and wrong decision with the clarity of 20/20 hindsight...and I know wishing doesn't help anything. Still, It's been such an emotionally messy couple of months...I wish things were different, or better, or just not fucked-up. I'm not a villain. I'm just the one who couldn't keep up.

Sometimes people surprise you. Sometimes that's a very bad thing. There's so much pain around me. It makes my own a little less substantial. I think that's actually good, in a way, because it allows my caretaker instinct to overwhelm my own sadness and distract me from my demons long enough to see to the needs of others, and sometimes that's enough to eject me from the cycle.

The wedding was really beautiful. The most beautiful ever. I miss them so much already. They need to be closer. Or we all need to be rich so we can visit all the time. That goes for several people we saw, actually.

One little word of honest praise can make you feel amazing. So post here and I will give you a praising response, anything in the entire world, even that your shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you comment, put this entry in a memory or tag. When you are feeling down, just go to this entry be reminded that you're not so bad in other people's eyes after all.

I wasn't really upset about Heath Ledger being dead, before.

God damn it, I am now.

Go see it.

Too many hobbies.

Not enough time.

Insufficient skills.

Lack of culture.

Too few people.

Airship Piracy anyone?

I am preparing to make a CafePress order.

To save on shipping and other assorted things, does anyone want something?

I will point out that I run this store if you want something from there.

yah.