:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::
Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead
There's a little child running round this house :: Sunday, December 28, 2003 ::
I was in a good mood...and then I finished rereading Life After God...and now I'm kind of...not with it. That book has now twice made me wonder about life and the many complexities that go along with it.
Then I turned on my cell phone and found a message from Andrew saying he, Rebecca, Diana, Amber and maybe Brittany were going to Caribou...and since the message was left at, oh, 1:30, the fact that it was 6:00 kind of canceled it out.
I love Douglas Coupland. I wish he'd write another Life After God-ish book.
There's a door open in my house and it smells like fresh air after being cooled by the absence of sunlight. It's a really good smell. Thought I'd share.
Current Mood: Weird
Current Music: Radiohead - Fog
:: Nick Sunday, December 28, 2003 [+] ::
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