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July 3rd, 2008
02:30 pm - The Part You Throw Away, by Tom Waits
You dance real slow
You wreck it down
You walk away, then you
Turn around
What did that old blonde
Gal say?
That is the part...
You throw away
I want that beggars eyes
A winning horse
A tidy Mexican divorce
St. Mary's prayers
Houdini's Hands
And a Barman who always
Understands
Will you loose the flowers
Hold on to the vase
Will you wipe all those teardrops
Away from your fase
I can't help thinking
As I close the door
I have done all of this
Many times before
The bone must go
The wish can stay
The kiss don't know
What the lips will say
Forget I've hurt you
Put stones in your bed
And remember to never
Mind instead
Well all of your letters
Burned up in the fire
Time is just memory
Mixed in with Desire
That's not the road it is
Only the map...I say
Gone just like matches
From a closed down cabaret
In a Portuguese Saloon
A fly is a circling around
The room
You'll soon forget the
Tune that you play
For that is the part
You throw away
Ah, that is the part
You throw away
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May 4th, 2008
10:36 pm - input requested
could you please check out the five short videos here, and let me know how hard i am to understand? it was in a coffee shop, so there was a TON of background noise. i only uploaded the clips with better-than-dismal sound quality, but it's still hard to tell if i can understand the audio b/c i already know what i'm saying. thank you!
http://www.youtube.com/barroomeyes
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May 2nd, 2008
12:16 pm - spit sputter choke freakout
bush is speaking at my college's commencement in a month. there is so much wrong with that it's not even funny. i...
...
i'm...
...having a hard time breathing.
and people wonder why i say "i went to furman but if you've heard of it, i'm not like that."
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April 27th, 2008
01:59 pm - ok, now that i think about it...
can anyone get me dreamweaver cs3 for my pc? then i could trouvble shoot those work sites from home on a pc and also not have to wait till i save enough money for a mac to stop losing my mind while i edit my personal site.
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April 24th, 2008
01:14 am - will you sell me your mac?
it's becoming increasingly apparent that i need a mac at home. they're too damned expensive tho, so i'm hoping to buy a used one. needs one of the intel processors and enough speed and memory for adobe cs3 premium.
if anyone's got something that fits the bill and would like to sell at a price that won't make me weep, please let me know!
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April 22nd, 2008
01:04 am
That's Just What You Are
Aimee Mann
In our endeavor we are never seeing eye to eye
No guts to sever so forever may we wave goodbye
And you're always telling me that it's my turn to move
When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove
I won't fall for the oldest trick in the book
So don't sit there and think you're off of the hook
By saying there is no use changing 'cause
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
Acting steady always ready to defend your fears
What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears
By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try
Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy
It's not like you would lose some critical piece
If somehow you moved point A to point B
Maintaining there is no point changing 'cause
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face
But we still would arrive at the very same place
With you running around and me out of the race
So maybe you're right, nobody can take
Something older than time and hope you could make
It better, that would be a mistake
So take it just so far
'Cause that's just what you are
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
Acting steady always ready to defend your fears
What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears
You're like a sleepwalking man, it's a danger to wake you
Even when it is apparent where your actions will take you
That's just what you are
And that's just what you are
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
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April 15th, 2008
07:52 pm
have i got to do the talking?
you get paid for this do you?
i really need to get it off my chest
it was always an issue
i'm not wearing any
hums...........
i'm not sure, i'm not sure
i think my mother wanted a girl
i do everything by hand
i've never done this before
it's the freedom that i like
i preferred the last one
it's definitely me!
i'm at that inbetween stage
we drifted apart
i couldn't be myself
it was perfectly amicable
it wasn't as if i was demanding
she's the weird one
yeah i had a happy childhood
i've never done anything like this before
i've forgotten the question
i've nothing more to say
i want to be the singer
i won't talk about it
i could have been a professional
well what do you think?
you can't go by physical appearances
i think a lot when i'm on my own
i couldn't be myself
who's going to be mother?
how much is this costing me?
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April 10th, 2008
02:21 am - in execute mode
seriously? this is insane. i won't realize it until friday night though.
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April 6th, 2008
03:46 pm - i'm looking for a browser that uses as little ram as possible.
i'm looking for a browser that uses as little ram as possible. reduced functionality is ok.
so far, i've watched the memory usage of IE, FireFox, Opera, Maxthon, and K-Meleon. K-Meleon is the lightest so far, but if anyone knows of something even lighter, i'd like to try it out.
the main purpose of having a super lightweight browser is to be able to put music into itunes without worrying about the browser using enough ram cause the music to skip or fuzz. i have a decent-ish amount of ram (1.5GB), but if i'm uploading music while running any other software (other than all the shit running upon startup, which is another post for another day... i need to trim that shit down), i don't get a solid transfer.
thanks in advance if you have any input!
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02:10 pm
i need to rehome brokeback fish tank. would anyone like two large male goldfish? as long as you're willing to clean their tank and feed them, they're pretty much invincible. goldfish do not require a heater, so they're poweroutage-proof. heath and jake are comets, both about 5". one has a long tail (approx 3"). they live in a 29 gallon tank with a wrought iron stand. i can rehome just the fish if you have a suitable set up for them, or i can rehome them with tank, stand, and filter.
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April 1st, 2008
10:35 am - do this now!
go to youtube and click any of the featured videos.
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March 30th, 2008
March 29th, 2008
11:51 am - So was I once myself a swinger of birches. / And so I dream of going back to be.
Birches
Robert Frost
When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay
As ice storms do. Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow crust--
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,
And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
So low for long, they never right themselves:
You may see their trunks arching in the woods
Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.
But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter of fact about the ice storm,
I should prefer to have some boy bend them
As he went out and in to fetch the cows--
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,
Whose only play was what he found himself,
Summer or winter, and could play alone.
One by one he subdued his father's trees
By riding them down over and over again
Until he took the stiffness out of them,
And not one but hung limp, not one was left
For him to conquer. He learned all there was
To learn about not launching out too soon
And so not carrying the tree away
Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise
To the top branches, climbing carefully
With the same pains you use to fill a cup
Up to the brim, and even above the brim.
Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It's when I'm weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig's having lashed across it open.
I'd like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May not fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better.
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
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11:50 am
one foot in front of the other, one mile after the next.
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February 14th, 2008
06:56 am
ha, wow! i'm not used to such positive, presidential things following the phrase "you know women..."
"You know women — when they say something is going to happen, it's going to happen."
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080214/ap_on_el_pr/political_play_of_the_day;_ylt=ArxC46UfS_3LIYxNoPimRE.tOrgF
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February 2nd, 2008
12:40 pm - France's Sarkozy marries Bruni at the Elysee
i'm as captivated by this story as i can be with anything celebrity-related. which isn't very much, but still. i watched juno and was like "whatever, they're just gonna break up." then i see this story, and i'm like "awwwww, how cute!!" i think the difference resides in the fact that there's really no innocence or naivety in the sarkozy/bruni story. juno and her bf don't know what they're in for. they're young enough to think love is enough. they're young enough to think that because their teenage relationship is "boss," that it'll last. which it won't. so the ending of the movie felt a little hopeless and sad to me. but bruni and sarkosy have been around their respective blocks a few times, apparently have some ill-matched behavior patterns, and they're just like "fuck it. who knows if we're a good match, and maybe this is just some kind of rebound, but i love you, so let's just go for it, come what may." that seems more romantic to me. i like it.
(
French President Nicolas Sarkozy married supermodel-turned-singer Carla Bruni at the Elysee Palace on Saturday, just three months after they started dating, French officials and family said. )
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January 30th, 2008
January 22nd, 2008
05:12 pm - whoah
heath ledger died at 28. creepy.
what might be even creepier is that it was all over the news only 1.5 hours after his remains were discovered. very weird times, ours are.
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