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Shit. Michael Larsen's dead.

I'm not sure of you knew him, or knew of him.
He was clever and kind, with a sharp and silver tongue that he never used to cause any sort of harm.

Bye, Eyedea. Our lives will never be the same without you.
The Minneapolis scene will never be the same without you.


Though it's hard to.

"Agony is truth, its...
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Somewhere in between stumbling into the room at bar close and trying not vomit last night,

I agreed to go folk dancing.




Drunk me hates sober me.

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So, it's picture time, as I was too busy this summer to actually share anything.

This photo is from a while ago, in Iowa.
I was telling Meghan something very important; I just don't remember...
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ava_jade:
how long are you in ca? i'm back on monday...
suicidesmitty:
Perhaps it wasn't the liquor but the company that made you sick.

Now that you're a big girl, it seems you should buildup a respectable tolerance level.

Folk dancing, huh? Weird.
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I need to stop blogging whilst drunk.

Like now, for example.



The Bad Books album is coming out October 19th.
I feel like a little kid in the week before Christmas.
remy:
Most eloquent drunk I've had the pleasure of reading for quite some time.
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Being here again isn't what I thought it would be, but I'm here nonetheless.

Hello, California.
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ava_jade:
nice timing, i'm in australia... blackeyed
suicidesmitty:
Who approved time off for you, little Missy?
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justlostone:
You smell like ranch dressing
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It's in the small hours of the morning that I finish a book over a hundred years old. It brings me such joy to know that one's thoughts can be immortalized, and bring such simple and at the same time complex pleasure of being lost inside another world. It makes me wish to be a child, a sweet, gangly girl with too long legs walking...
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petsound:
God doesn't hold your hand. She punches you in the face, and it's up to you to get back up, over and over again. Just like you.
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So, she came over and they were sitting on the couch
She put her hand on his hand, and this what came out of your mouth:
"She ain't got it, she ain't got it, she ain't got it like you -
She ain't got it, she ain't got it, she ain't got it,
Honey, like you do -
So, just keep moving on."

I used...
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jackwolfe:
Hm. It seemed sad to me. Callused sad. Kinda like "I Will Survive." You know, I'm moving on, I don't need you, I'm fine on my own, blah blah blah."

Another line that comes to mind is from Sublime, "The only chance I have to feel good even though I feel bad."

Guess I took it differently. At any rate, happy belated birthday. smile
tanukis:
blah.
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petsound:
have an amazing time.
petsound:
check yr texts. I don't want to send the gift to the wrong place. thanks.
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There are nights where there is nothing to do but play the role that's set out for you.

When it comes to the night scene, the role is "doll".
Too Much Love, again, for the first time in a long time.
Sit pretty, smile, act like the discotheque is yours to do with what you will.
You are the princess of the scene, after all....
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jackwolfe:
Intelligent hatred. This is my intrigued face. confused