| I just looked at my very first Xanga post and realized I've had this thing for over five years now. I think this has inspired me to start posting in it again. I must keep it alive! |
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| If you ever get the chance to watch the British House of Commons on C-SPAN or something...Take it! Because I watched it for over an hour this morning, and it was amazing. |
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| Hello, Xangerites far and wide. Job still sucking... Still broke... Out of the house! Art Brut is awesome! Mark didn't recognize me when I called him... |
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| I found my cell phone. All is well in my life. - I had a really strange dream last night...It felt kinda like one of Geoff's "my brain is going to fit everyone I've ever known into one dream" sorta things. I'll try to remember it the best that I can. It started off with me and Andy walking through the mall and seeing a bunch of people that I knew. Then the mall slowly turned into a forest/jungle and zombies attacked. Subsequently, I got to see a lot of friends become zombies, and, unfortunately, blast their faces off. Then the dream kind of skipped forward a few months, and the whole zombie crisis had pretty much ended. I was at work for a bit and I remember when I left I thought, "Man, one nice thing about the zombie apocalypse is that the roads are a lot clearer." And at the same time I remember complaining to people about how I had wished that the zombie apocalypse had rendered money useless. Also, the world was a lot grayer and drab, like an overcast day, but 24-7. Anyway, so I got home and Cameron and I made brownies and invited Matt Hamilton and his wife over and we all had a nice dinner. And that was it. Oh! And there was a strange little piece of the dream where I went zombie hunting with comedian Michael Ian Black. Huh... |
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