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| Well, I lied. Again. Might as well post something for myself since no one reads this. I was actually going back and reading my lame blog postings, which make absolutely no sense unless you are me. However, I did manage to find Jason Sindler after five or six years. That was weird. I don't know....maybe I'm just in the contemplative mood of past physical friends and Internet friends. People you used to talk to nonstop everyday for awhile and then they fade away, never to be seen or heard from again. Sad. I'm still holding out that Regina Spektor will one day play here in Athens. I can always hope....it is a college town after all. I'm also holding out for a Zeppelin tour. Damn those Brits and lucky Americans who got to see them. Because I did not. Oh well, back to essay writing. Anyone want to write an essay on the United States from 1877 to 1917? Please? Pretty please? Bah. |
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| Thought I'd come back and post for shits and giggles. Not that anyone uses xanga anymore, for it has died. I doubt I'll ever be back on here again unless something crazy happens like a zombie apocalypse. Life has plodded forth, for better and for worse. Another year older and just maybe a little more wiser. College is still college, though at a different place, since I have transferred to an actual school and am not residing in a community college any longer. Made more friends. Still single. Phish and Regina Spektor rules. I do believe something big is on the horizon. We shall see. We shall see. And with that, I bid you a good night, a good morning, and even a good afternoon. If anyone who I used to talk to wants to get in contact with me, you have my AIM on here. Adios compadres. It has been a strange trip. Peace out. |
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