Monthly Archives: November 2009

Appropriate music for the current endeavor. This song is about Beatlejuice. So cool.

Posted on November 20, 2009 by

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Someone Left the Door Unlocked

Posted on November 20, 2009 by

We are moving in. Finally. Ring the bells. Release the hounds. Shout it from the rooftops.

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So beautiful on many levels. The contrast of the physical representation and the lyrical imagery is so shocking. More proof that the simplest songs are often the greatest.Johnny let’s go out riding To a place outside of town I go there every Sunday To watch the sun go down There’s plenty of girls who know you They’ve been asking where you’ve been Johnny don’t disappoint them They’d all like to see you again Willy I don’t think I’m ready To leave this house of mine You go out and tell them I’m not the social kind Some men, they are lovers Others, the fighting type And me, I’m in the middle of Choosing which one I’d like to be Judy, she’s out catching Rides in passing cars Memories of me and her Have burned out like the stars Me, I’m not disappointed In knowing that she’s free Somewhere down the line I knew she’d One day up and leave Willy, forget your troubles And lay back on the grass There’s no need to get nostalgic Thinking about the past What’s gone is gone What’s here is now She’s standing by a fence She’s wearing a beautiful party dress And wanting you to dance

Posted on November 13, 2009 by

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I Don’t Need To Be Forgiven

Posted on November 13, 2009 by

Some asshole ruined my day in the simplest fashion this morning. I was standing in the office, which isn’t exactly a breeding ground for intelligent people, and an innocent conversation began brewing. Stupid teacher #1: I don’t think anyone under … Continue reading →

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In Terms of Consistency

Posted on November 3, 2009 by

Shit. The beginning of every relationship is like an adventurous purchase. I pace around the store with said item in my child-like hand, get to the register and purchase (feeling proud and oddly sentimental) only to come to my senses … Continue reading →

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