December 2010
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I look upon life as text so written,
in a language known only to me.
This moth-ridden soup that I so smitten,
in ways oh so grievously.
Just resurrected the Les Paul. Hartman and I are starting a fucking band. And if you’re wondering: YES, IT WILL BE BETTER THAN YOUR BAND!
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As I sit here now, I see time as an irrelevant force put upon us by our own uncertainties. We shall not bare witness to an end for everything is cyclical; ever-evolving and ever-returning. The scope of our existence would break a feeble mind, and spark enlightenment in the few who have harnessed its awesome breadth. I will always persevere for I am a part of this. We can only move forward. Keep...
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Crispin Glover was informative albeit strange as usual. He gave us all insight into the movie making machinery, but at the same time showing one of his varied and controversial films. He’s quite strange to talk to.
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