Tuesday, December 18 |
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 Aside from the cacophony of garish Christmas decorations, have you noticed that it's December. December! Soon it will be January. 2002. 2001 was an odyssey after all. I'm still coming up with a worthy string. How does this sound? Health. Cohabit. Reunion. Taxed. Older. Launch. Sorrow. Terminated. Hired. Divorced. Exhausted. I'd diagram it out for you, but even I'm confused. And you? Born. Eat. Shag. Die - Meg's marvelous Mayfly Project.
Paint by Numbers. [via MetaFilter] Wouldn't you agree that baby you and me have got a groovy kind of love? Do you want to run, do you want to hide? Do you want to tear down the walls that hold you inside? Which Eighties Pop Act Are You? [via Ethereal Reflections] The day before yesterday? Antenna ball. |
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