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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Monday, February 10, 2003
back back back
yep. mdub for 4 years baby. at least, probably. tonight i did some crap. and some other crap. er something. basically church-mwc-invoice-raquetball-dinner-midilab-underground-jefferson. that's about it. i'm kinda tired. kinda unsatisfied with life. at least i got to play drums today. i just wish i had a damn set up here. then i could feel better more easily.
or maybe not. i'm so weak sometimes.
what is love?
12:38 AM
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