Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

This morning

“Tomorrow (never comes)” - The Espers. Much as I never thought I’d sing in a folk band, I never thought I ‘d like a folk band as well as I like them.

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At 3/15/2007 11:56 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

walking fast / late for app't past the bus stop at the bottom of Spring. thought of you, that maybe you'd be waiting and i'd say a hurried "hi". no bus, no laurie. just the sense i was running behind everyone else who was on time in their morning.
good luck with that school stuff.

Earworm? the mindmusic??? kind of an earwig musical???

 
At 3/15/2007 3:30 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

I got a ride today. It gives me more time to smoke... sad isn't it?
Worst exam ever today but that means they're over till finals.

Yes earworms are either the music my head plays upon waking (AM earworms) or those things that develop through the day and get really insistent. I started recording them out of curiosity about my unfettered subconcious as well as the idea that if they're stuck I can make them go away by passing them on. I realize thats evil but if Homer Price can do it it must be a benign evil....

 

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