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Insert sigh of relief.
Insert standard holiday apprehension.
Insert evil laughter?

No, not the time.

Semester closing. Insert fear. Insert relief (different sort).

Do you believe in rock and roll,
can music save your mortal soul?

Goddamn right.

Wow, three days between journals. Haven't done that for awhile.

Thought for the day: How accurately does the Libertines' lyric "The boy kicked out at the world, the world kicked back a lot fuckin' harder" depict a part (if not most) of your life?

Got nothing to do with today. Today, oddly enough, does not suck. How strange.

And you need to see this. I don't care how geeky this is, I love.