URA Wednesdays

listen to some pretty good shit to open up your mind on floating weed

She Ionises And Atomises - Modest Mouse
fluorescent lights will always equal empty

Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset - Modest Mouse
like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance

Two Of Us - Aimee Mann feat. Michael Penn
two of us have memories longer than the road that stretches out from here

Love In The First Degree - Bananarama
because im guilty, guilty as a girl can be

Wouldnt It Be Nice - Beach Boys
you know it seems the more we talk about it, it only makes it worse to live without it

Veruca Salt - Danny Elfman
who went and spoilt her, who indeed? who pandered to her every need?

Oh My God - Kaiser Chiefs
oh my god! i cant believe it, i've never been this far away from home

Land - Patti Smith
horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses

I Caught Fire [In Your Eyes] - The Used
we could take our heads off, stay in bed just make love thats all

Everything Must Go - The Weakerthans
for a laugh, too loud and too long

dscf

hurried shots on our last day

note the m&m specs

"step out of the moment"

"artificiality"

post-napoleon dynamite random-ness

goh keng swee never expected this

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DSCF2703, originally uploaded by abcdefghivan.

perking shaf up

man

could it be that after having resided so long in the centre of darkness, some are simply averse to the idea of happiness? half way through all this, i wonder whether i am in love with the idea of loving you or do i, well, just love you? but no, i am all for future and forward-looking, all for no more second-guessing ["double-thinking", as weiyang might attest to], and i really do just love. caught in this limbo now, except this time, unlike so many past mistakes, it is not my neuroses at play. how good it feels to be the blameless one, but oh how far away i am from the solution. this is your battle to fight like you say, and you must discover and learn on your own for i cannot teach you what i know. meanwhile, i am free now to wait for you to emerge from your own fog, and lament - such is our cruelty to ourselves, to go so close to the future only to turn and flee the impending unknown. man hands misery to man.