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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: January 2005
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Friday, January 28, 2005. Why mad scientists are worth more than pills. On it's way uphill lately, my life has truly reached some new thoughts along the way. Sitting in the hallway of school the other morning, I had a bit of a realization. My friend was commenting on how well life was going for me all of a sudden. After all,. I have a good job, good grades, I can almost drive, my friends are happy, and I have the guy of my dreams. My reply even shocked me a little.
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: April 2005
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Sunday, April 24, 2005. Now who is my homeboy? It is the weirdest thing in the world for me to finally admit that I am not Catholic. I finally let myself realize that you can't call yourself Catholic if you don't believe in well. It is in these moments that I see just how strongly tradition can scare you into never changing. The thought of not baptizing a child still freaks me out. Ends justify the means crisis going on right now. It's okay to take over, God ...
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: November 2006
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Thursday, November 23, 2006. Jack Burden spent valuable pages describing the great sleep. The moment where there doesn't seem to be much to do, but you know there are endless needs you must attend to. So before the sun has finished toasting the landscape, you draw the curtains, pull up the covers, and hide from the particles twirling in the failing light. I can't seem to wake up. But part of me secretly desires for that small modest paper of deferment. I study...
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: Back In
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Tuesday, November 13, 2012. When I was 14, lost in Soul Coughing and having just heard the rumbling of Lovely's car down the street, I started For the Right Price. It is amazing how the most indelible experiences in your life are often done without much thought. I still don't know if I will stay. I am just as lost as I have always been. But the unknown is simply the absence of hindsight. I'm not ready to know so much as to find out. Posted by Amazing at 3:29 PM.
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: February 2005
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Monday, February 21, 2005. Leaving on a Jet Plane. I was never that upset when Lovely went away to college. Today, the mad scientist asked me what was going to happen when college came. And it hit me when I heard him say that, because I realized that he had been thinking about that too. And it really hit me when I heard myself say "You'll go to college, and I'll stay behind.". What happened to second grade? I don't want to have to worry about drugs or sex or std'...
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: October 2006
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Monday, October 23, 2006. Nestled in among the shelves of nonfiction 811's this afternoon, directions flew out at me. Writer's block has been squeezing the soul out of me and drinking it with breakfast of late. I can't even force myself to glance at my college application essays. There it was. I read it gingerly at first, not able to take it all in. Then again quickly, not sure if Bukowski. Really was crying out the secret to every sleepless keyboard's woes.
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: High On Your Own Supply
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Thursday, September 30, 2010. High On Your Own Supply. Lunchbox has followed me everywhere. Last night, in a moment of need to step away from quantifying loss for the end goal of a very expensive four year receipt, I pulled my words off the shelf and settled in to fifteen year young thoughts. It seems that since the inception of for the right price, I have been trying to run. And I am still running. Posted by Amazing at 9:49 PM. View my complete profile.
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: Chicken Little
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Friday, November 16, 2012. It's uncanny what happens when the sun sets before you are prepared for the night. It's like dialing a number you have always dialed, only to forget the last digit. And you sit there. Staring at the phone, trying to figure out which passing thought that day was one too many. Which one pushed muscle memory over the edge. That is winter to me. I am more afraid of winter than summer. That I ran for the hills. That I am alone now.
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: What I Know
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Wednesday, December 05, 2012. For just one day,. I wish that I could pause. The reason I fear spiders is because I work the same way as they do. There is no single thought, no single experience, no single moment in my life. There is only web. I spiral and connect and get torn apart by wind and time and forces too large to comprehend. I often find myself floating on the dying thread, trying desperately to get back to center. And then that night comes. View my comp...
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything: This is Bat Country
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For the Right Price I Can Get Everything. Sunday, August 29, 2010. This is Bat Country. Summer is over, and the north is finally calling me back. I am sitting at the window of an old church that has given over to the new loft of the one who loved rock and roll. The city put me in a state of suspended motion, so I found a plane and came to the other side. I got into a car with the one who loved rock and roll and we drove. I saw the desert for the first time, the mountains, the flatness until forever.
