From the monthly archives:

March 2005

My spring break has come to an end, and suddenly, my growing social life is going to diminish again. I’m almost grateful. I don’t know why, but I’ve felt a little awkward around people as of late. After switching concert-going companions 6 times for a pre-Easter concert trip to Pomona to see The Decemberists, I [...]

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I’ve got blisters on my fingers!

March 24, 2005

I knew I’d destroy something this evening. It turned out to be my fingers. I’ve worn through the calluses and bled on the guitar. I could play with the same fervor which I did so few years ago, but my fingers couldn’t weather the fury. I’m going to buy new strings next week. I’m regaining [...]

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Here’s to You.

March 23, 2005

you draw long breaths chest heaving outward then slinking back down… slowly my tongue is foreign the wrinkle on your forehead showing that i’ve stopped making sense long ago you ask again, why would you ? i ask again how couldn’t i? and despite our talking in circles our walking in circles our actions in [...]

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