"I am the designated mourner. I have to tell you that a very special little world has died and I am the designated mourner. Oh yes, you see, it’s an important custom in many groups and tribes. Someone is assigned to grieve, to wail, and light the public ritual fire. Someone is assigned when there’s no one else.”
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Pensive meditation, then?
queer.
Kitties are silly.
I reconsider previous comment.
Not queer, more, oh I don't know- a calm self aware maturity knowingly wedded to the ways of the world.
Wow. So it took about fifteen minutes of randomly skimming through this blog before I realized who's blog this was. I think originally i was looking up pictures of tatto's on Google and came upon your March 2006 entry of the woman who tattooed lyrics to one of your songs on her arm. Anyway, so I guess the point is that I forgot how much I really liked Harvey Danger and wish I could listen to Flagpole Sitta right now. :\
This was a perfectly good waste of time at work :]
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