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Pages stacked on top of newspaper-thin pages of love's story The stack, a phonebook impossible to tear each layer of truth, each highlighted moment thin and breezy Slim and easy Strong Sideways they're baleen plates snagging bits of barnacled goodness The day's school of life… fish? The tidbits of krill and shrimp Alight on my tongue feed a soul as large as the ocean itself with confectioner's delights loving soundbites grainy sweet words whispered, wrapped in pink paper vibrate the waters of my inner ear Inseparablefromthe drops oftheocean

The whole world's left handed. Even in the southern hemisphere? Or is it switched down there? All I heard is 'when Karin calls tell her its by Paris Hilton and a six pack.' "…maybe being able to have fun and enjoy life is the ultimate act of defiance before an authority that survives on terror." Cause apparently if you have a penis, you automatically know about sump pumps. i think one of the scariest things about our lifestyle is the choices we have- it is supposed to make us free but really it burdens us with huge amounts of stress and the unrealistic expectation that we will find our dream life. Death sucks like a vacuum Smells like a raccoon Or a baboon They're having a bit of weather there. Sunshine: Expect delays ahead I do not like sex with a bony girl. Stumps and bumps! I got rid of my chaps. They got too small.

Instruments of Change I've been thinking more about our political system. I've been thinking about a lot of things and I've come to worry that Christianity mixed with consumerism may be problematic in our social ideologies. There are two schools of thought as to the instruments of social change: the individual, and the masses. Our history texts and classes tend to teach us through heroes. Regular everday people who've become great through their actions during adverse circumstances and great leaders and orators who seem to have been born for this role of hero. By studying history as a series of hero tales, we've gathered that as an individual, only if we are very, very special can we be the instruments of change. (see People's History of the United States : 1492-present) In the example of civil rights, we look at the exceptional individuals like Martin Luth...

Went riding with my friends today and had soooo much fun. We started playing a game where we say silly things in Spanish in as high a voice as possible. Any statement will do.... "oooo muy sexo aya!" But its gotta be high. My voice prolly goes 2-3 octaves up for this game. "es muy divertido!" I also like to spanishize words. I.e. hooliganos. "Somos hooliganos!" We rode in the park for a while complete with gear changes. I stepped into Amber's snowboard in my ski boots and fell so many times that my friend Dean had to roll up behind me and push me across the box. Cleaned it, yeah. Ha ha, then ate shit and couldn't get the damn thing off. Then on the lift ride I remembered a story about Sweden and thought I'd share. I went to a HUGE music festival (4 days, camping out) with some other exchange students. All but 1 of us spoke Swedish. The other guy was someone's friend. So one of the guys' classmates sees us and stumbles over...