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Written on Monday, the 11^th of April, 2005 at 1:31 am and was filed under: Wallowing, Music

I broke up with my girlfriend just now. I went to her house and did it.

If you don’t own Copper Blue by Sugar, you have done yourself a disservice. I blasted this song all the way home. I don’t even know if it is appropriate, but here goes.

From “Helpless”:

Another time
time after time
You make me feel so helpless I
I never tried to change your mind
I keep it to myself it’s

Sometimes I’ve got to tell you
Is it this time I’ll tell you
We’ve got to go to places
Somewhere I don’t mind it’s special

And now you find as time goes by
You’re left with nothing
Meaning much
The meaning I will have to try
To take your mind to places

I wish that I could help you
But you seem less than helpless
I always tried to tell you
Someday that it’d seem so special

Time after time what’s on your mind
You make me feel so helpless I
You never tried what’s on your mind
You make me feel so helpless I
I feel so helpless I

You’re left alone with something
And I hope for you it’s one thing
That something you and yours can
Hold and hold as something special

And now you find as time goes by
You’re left with nothing meaning much
The meaning I will have to try
What’s on your mind so helpless I
I feel so helpless I

Maybe only some of that is appropriate, but really, the propriety comes from blasting it. Yeah.

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Road Trip!

Written on Monday, the 11^th of April, 2005 at 1:22 am and was filed under: Diversions, Cars

If there is one thing that I learned this weekend, it is that it isn’t really a road trip until someone cuts a silent fart so foul that you have to pull the car over and run away. You know what I’m talking about - the kind of fart that makes you accuse your car-mate of sticking the Necronomicon up their ass so that their colon could open a portal to hell to release a dark lord of hellfire.

All I’m saying is that if you release Cthulu from your bowels, you should roll down your own window. It’s a safety issue. The driver’s vision could be obscured by the brown fog.

P.S.: It was my mom, and it doesn’t have anything to do with what happened later, I just needed to cleanse my palate.

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Andy Iverson’s 90th Birthday

Written on Sunday, the 10^th of April, 2005 at 3:03 pm and was filed under: Photography, Family

Gallery :: Andy Iverson’s 90th Birthday :: jm_d30_2878780

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YaGoohoo!gle

Written on Thursday, the 7^th of April, 2005 at 1:40 pm and was filed under: Diversions, Nerdity

YaGoohoo!gle

But do they have a pony?

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