It's 4:11... AM. I guess I'm staying up all night after all.
9.17.2005
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The wheels of the world keep spinning. Sometimes you're caught in the middle, sometimes you're flung to the edge. In the midst of the chaos there is order; when all is lost, too much is found. Method will be found in madness; confusion found in pattern. To comprehend would be incomprehensible; misunderstanding, understandable.
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your such a dork. just kidding! :)
i had fun with you this weekend!
:P
you really should've gone up and played when Battery was picking people from the audience ((did i misspell that?)). that would have been some major flippin awesomeageness. look i made a new word! ((im dead tired, obviously.))
im glad you went. :D
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