tinplatedhero

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, twas his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.

By God's mercy he was catched
With a dark lantern and lighted match.
Holler boys, holler boys, let the bells...
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All I can say is that I love it when things start to come together.

I've spent a large portion of the last couple years cultivating certain relationships, and when a single very small word can let me know that I'm doing the right thing... well, it makes me very happy. I can't be entirely sure that everything is going my way, but I think...
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There are times that I really hate the midwest.

I'd go into it more deeply, but it would take far too much time, and far too much writing to explain.

I just hate the number of socialized cattle that wander around here.

Friggin' bleh.

That is all.

I keep a lot of blogs. That's why it's sometimes really hard to keep up with this one, especially with trying to work full-time and an overload of grad school classes. I'm lucky to find time to sleep, much less write in the four blogs I have. In any one of them, I tend to post something like what is about to follow.

This is...
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I am in-frigging-love with Flux, especially after her last set.

She's drinking one of my favorite scotches. Now I'm going to have to go to my bar and pour a shot.

**Swoon**

I saw an existential sandwich this weekend. A friend revealed a divorce to me on Thursday. Another friend today revealed another she was getting a divorce from her husband today. On Friday, I watched a couple be pressured that they should get married, after having been together for 6 months.

Divorce...social pressure to marry...divorce

I just don't understand monogamy, marriage, socialization, or labels.

I'd really...
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I've had a day full of total ass.

I'm going to drink scotch, listen to music, and play pool on my table.

Who wants to join me?

So, it's a beautiful night, because it rained today. It's cool and smells of moist air. There's the local goth event called Rapture, at the Upstairs Lounge above the MeKong restaurant. I'm going to head there in about 30 minutes. I don't see myself staying for long, maybe just a couple of drinks. Mostly, I want to get out in my convertible and drive with...
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I 've always loved Thoreau's writings, and in particular Walden is my favorite. One of my treasured passages and one that I've quoted at different stages of my life comes from the second chapter.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to...
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A while back I decided to experiment with Whitman's form, and I ended up with this poem. Many times I refer to myself as an alien, and at times I even joke about it. However, when I wrote this, it certainly wasn't something I would joke about. Nor do I really now. This still is how I feel most of the time, but I just...
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I have a new gripe and then I'm going to go to work.

I really don't like myspace all that much, just because of the rampant "friending" for no reason at all. It's a bit like a Pokemon obsession. Or worse, it's like a popularity convention.

"I've got 1784 friends, everyone loves me!"

Just because you're an SG, don't spam me with friend requests. If...
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1) I love the bathtub sets. They make me all squishy.

2) I really wish SG would stop moving the damned format of the site around. It's pissing me off.