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Theory, Thought, and many, many oyster crackers
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Tuesday, July 15, 2003 :::
"La dee-dee-da-da-da, da-da-da ... The memory remains"
When the Fairy Tale Ends
Three Weeks in August
"Say yes, or at least say hello ..."
The letting go:
Moving away from Liberalism and Conservativism and moving toward ... Rationalism.
Seven Bridges Road
~Eagles
There are stars
In the Southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight
And moss in the trees
Down the Seven Bridges Road
Now I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
And I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild
Sometimes there's a part of me
Has to turn form here and go
Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the Seven Bridges Road
There are stars in the Southern sky
And if ever you decide
You should go
There is a taste of time sweetened honey
Down the Seven Bridges Road
"Chloe's just like me - only beautiful ..."
Getting drunk on exaustion isn't as fun as it might sound.
::: posted by Jeremy at 9:56 AM
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