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i’m feeling like this house thing might actually happen…and that’s just about all sides of terrific. i really want the freedom to tessify the hell out a place, minding a little of jared’s opinion here or there. this is an evening of happy, and i’m here remembering how much i like old arcade fire.
i really hope this week doesn’t roll out like the last three. july pretty much ended on the john with a hand-warmed newspaper. there is promise: i would like to see my nephew, and observe his divine sacrament of speech. i sense a disturbance in the force, and i fear if i don’t act soon he could end up in the sciences!
as an aside, it’s getting a little out of hand when i have to use my own blog’s search tool to make sure that i haven’t already used a subject title.
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