I've found myself driving home the long way lately, so I can finish Damien Rice songs. I'm digging the Damien Rice of late. So much so, that I drive down scary deserted country roads to be in the car with him longer.
As much as I love writing in this blog, there are certain things that I can't write about. Today I stole a notebook from work and started a journal. I forgot how nice it is to just sit and write. With a pen and no screen in sight. Awesome.
Went for lunchings with Clair today. Now I want to eat a crate of spring rolls.
My dog has a french man's moustache.
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So I had to privatize my blog, but I emailed you an invitation, because you seem to read it sometimes. So you are still able to do that.
There was one month where "The Blowers Daughter" and "Amiee" were pretty much the only songs I listened to. It was a good month.
I love the shit out of both The Blowers Daughter and Amiee. He's very good at what he does!
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