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[11 Jan 2006|09:14pm] |
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my iron lung - radiohead |
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i don't like the thought of random people reading my journal. it kinda gives me the creeps.
and i think i'm paranoid, but that's beside the point.
COMMENT AND YE SHALL BE CONSIDERED FOR AN ADD. YARGH.
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| breathe, breathe in the air.... |
[02 Jan 2006|03:02pm] |
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time - pink floyd |
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UNCUT MAGAZINE: In "Time", you warn young people about squandering precious years - "You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way" - and you encourage initiative. Do you see any irony in the fact that an entire generation of hippies and students spent weeks and months lying on floors, stoned or tripping, listening to Dark Side Of The Moon"?
ROGER WATERS: I don't see anything wrong, when you're in your adolescence, with getting stoned, if you're aware of the fact that you're getting stoned because you want to, and because you can have that luxury. You have no responsibilities at that age. particularly. It may well be that it's important to lie around stoned, listening to music for a year or two.
But that's not really the point of the song. It's actually about understanding your own autonomy. I wouldn't want to preach to anybody.
I used to go and stand on the "South Bank" at Arsenal every week. It was great; I loved it. Some people would say, "What a waste of time." So it's not about that. I suddenly realized at 29 that I had been fulfilling someone else's prophecy. I was programmed by my childhood and education into believing that I was preparing for a life that was going to start later. It was never explained to me as a child that I was actually, moment by moment, in it.
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[31 Oct 2005|04:33pm] |
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such great heights - the postal service |
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everything looks perfect from far away, come down now.
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| who let the cat out of the bag? |
[24 Oct 2005|11:24pm] |
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public pervert - interpol |
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i bought a cloth bag from my store. go herb & spice.
however, the cat wasn't very tender. how disappointing.
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| TYPE FUCKING PROPERLY! |
[04 Oct 2005|08:35pm] |
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calm as a baby's cunt |
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why does everyone have a livejournal? to communicate, right?
SO WHY DO MOST PEOPLE HAVE SUCH HORRIBLE TYPING SKILLS THAT I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY ARE TRYING TO SAY.... AT ALL?
incomplete words, teh fuckig syupid typos liek every tow words, the lack of punctuation or even commas so that i basically can't tell where one sentance begins and the other one ends you know what i'm trying to say here.. godfuckingdammit it drives me insane. if the sole purpose of your internet adventures is to type something that other people will be reading, at least fucking fix your typing so that it is READABLE, at the very least. goddamnit.
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| enlighten me |
[29 Aug 2005|05:21pm] |
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the radio *shudders* |
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recommend some new (new to me, that is) bands.
i'm getting tired of my cd collection.
i need to get back into the music groove.
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| take a hit |
[03 Aug 2005|03:12pm] |
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ocean breathes salty - modest mouse |
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a bit of promotion:
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| the white stripes |
[21 Jun 2005|04:17pm] |
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the nurse - the white stripes |
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it's my motherfuckin' birthday, bitches!
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