Liquid Etchings
Thursday, January 01, 2004
Oh, if I could just become forgetful
When night seems endless
Does the extinguished candle
Care about the darkness?

Elvis Costello & Burt Bacharach, "This House Is Empty Now"
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My holiday season was delightfully low key and uneventful. I spent Christmas with Ray at home in Thousand Oaks just playing video games. I'm up this late on New Years because I celebrated at 4pm (midnight in London) at Crown & Anchor. I showed up at 2:30pm, drank, subsequently went home at about 5:30pm, and have just recently reawoken. I have a bottle of Cristal sitting in the fridge. I still have all of my friends' wrapped Christmas presents. I actually opened Hack's present and I'm probably going to add it to my own shelf (and I'm not sure if anyone will notice the difference.) I'm currently irritated that I can't find my Strong Bad beanie.
Etched by Ron / 1/01/2004 12:32:00 AM |
There exists a version
of myself that chose wisely, that saved the day, that won, that got it right. I am his approximation. I've rounded down.
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