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andrea

:: 2012 29 November :: 7.39pm

I've found that I seem to have the same cycle of problems and issues on an almost annual basis. It's so bad it's almost at the point of predictability. Unfortunately, I've also found that many of these dilemmas have a common thread.

Not this year. Not. this. fucking. year. Oh no.
It's gonna be different. It's gonna be great.

The year of solidarity.
It's happening and I have to say it's already going so well.

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andrea

:: 2011 17 September :: 3.25am

Sprawled in the cushioned whirl of pillows and sheets, I wonder if I'll ever get far enough away from this city, and it's poisonous orange glow, to see the starry sky again.

But the constant contrast of silhouettes against the ever illuminated night is more than charming...

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andrea

:: 2011 18 July :: 12.05am

tres dias mas


Don't worry, baby. I'll be there soon.

I love you, Michigan.

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andrea

:: 2011 24 June :: 12.12am

http://youarenotsosmart.com/2010/10/27/procrastination/

READ THIS. RIGHT NOW.

Best article I've ever read. It's truth.

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andrea

:: 2010 6 May :: 10.23pm

We might not make it to finals, let alone Monday, but that was one hell of a game.

I love the Red Wings.

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andrea

:: 2009 4 July :: 2.47pm

I hope we've all learned from this experience.

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andrea

:: 2009 9 May :: 2.58am

Dear Mishy,
I know how much you like "Jizz in My Pants" and when I saw this I thought of you.

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andrea

:: 2008 27 November :: 11.26am

I just got Rick rolled by the MACY's Thanksgiving Day Parade...

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andrea

:: 2008 4 November :: 10.26am
:: Music: Coldplay - Politik

Look at earth from outer space
Everyone must find the place
Give me time and give me space
Give me real, don't give me fake

Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Give me time give us a kiss
Tell me your own Politik

Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes

Give me one, cause one is best
And in confusion, confidence
Give me peace of mind and trust
And don't forget the rest of us
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix
tell me your own politik

Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes

And give me love over, love over, love over this
And give me love over, love over, love over this



Happy Election Day!

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andrea

:: 2008 7 October :: 10.05pm

I think Ben Folds just completed my heart.

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