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Cartwheeling through London, (and Medford, Brighton, Brookline, Santa Monica and now the Los Angeles/Mar Vista border) these are accounts of my travels and scrambles (no little bit of rambling) posted to keep myself in the loop with home and home in the loop with me.
- molliefish
- I am for Marx Brothers, various O Magnums, bad country music, my Tibetan mala beads, e.e. cummings, frozen yogurt with mochi, irish drinking songs, chicken and biscuits, sanctuary, Ardha Chandrasana, and every single swing set.
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- she comes in colors everywhere
- and all the roads we have to walk along are windin...
- it's gonna take tiiiime, a whole lotta precious time
- Ora pro nobis pecatoribus
- cooled my head and warmed my heart I'd not be on t...
- On Tripping
- just to check out the late-night record shop
- Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
- Yes, we gon' fight, oh yes, we gon' fight
- O is for the only one I see
- I belong, west virginia, mountain mama
- London bridge was always falling down
- Credo
- to see what condition my condition is in
- James Morrison - Wonderful World lyrics
- den of thieves
- the voices inside your head drown out the tapping ...
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2 comments:
Um...I don't like him. Why's he here?
Ok...not cool to leave only a whiney comment. I also want to know..how soon is your father leaving town? And what if you DO get into a master's program? What directions are you interested in investigating? I love you. I'm going to go make a sandwich...tell me later.
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