10/17/09
“I can feel: too much is never enough…”
The problem with taught essay writing: either the quotes are fake and contrived, or the ideas aren’t one’s own.
“…I don’t deserve you unless it’s some kind of hidden message…”
Whither the 4th grade butterfly presentation?
“…The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance…”
Whence the butterfly?
“…You’re my butterfly…”
The problem with taught essay writing: either the quotes are fake and contrived, or the ideas aren’t one’s own.
“…I don’t deserve you unless it’s some kind of hidden message…”
Whither the 4th grade butterfly presentation?
“…The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance…”
Whence the butterfly?
“…You’re my butterfly…”
10/16/09
10/14/09
10/13/09
I remember this place.
I had a Florence/Chrono Trigger crossover dream. I got lost because Florence was a bunch of escalators, and some of them were time traveling.
I had a Florence/Chrono Trigger crossover dream. I got lost because Florence was a bunch of escalators, and some of them were time traveling.
10/12/09
“I’m punching my card / Eight hours, for what / Oh tell, me what I got…”
Not here, but hear.
“…You can fly if you'd only cut / Loose, footloose / Kick off your Sunday shoes…”
Not wear, but where.
“…Burning, yearning for / Somebody to tell you / That life ain't passing you by…”
Not moral, but morale.
“…C'mon before we crack / Lose your blues / Everybody cut footloose…”
Not here, but hear.
“…You can fly if you'd only cut / Loose, footloose / Kick off your Sunday shoes…”
Not wear, but where.
“…Burning, yearning for / Somebody to tell you / That life ain't passing you by…”
Not moral, but morale.
“…C'mon before we crack / Lose your blues / Everybody cut footloose…”
10/9/09
10/5/09
10/4/09
10/3/09
9/29/09
9/28/09
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