skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Saturday, August 18, 2007
If one gets out of life what one puts into it, which one does, then the vacuum when established is as insatiable as a jet intake.
"I
don't know how
to SWITCH OFF!"
- Sgt. Nicholas Angel,
Hot Fuzz
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Past
►
06
(46)
►
Aug
(4)
►
Sep
(10)
►
Oct
(7)
►
Nov
(7)
►
Dec
(18)
▼
07
(128)
►
Jan
(16)
►
Feb
(10)
►
Mar
(9)
►
Apr
(4)
►
May
(11)
►
Jun
(9)
►
Jul
(13)
▼
Aug
(10)
Ride #2
Homeless
I stand outside the window let the ash rain downI ...
If one gets out of life what one puts into it, whi...
They are gone, dreams drifting on a wisp of smog c...
Anniversary
9,200 miles on the blue wedgie-thing that doesn't ...
I have a bad feeling about this, this whole thing ...
I love old metal like I love old leather boots. I...
*flop* The jacket and gloves go down on the seat, ...
►
Sep
(13)
►
Oct
(11)
►
Nov
(11)
►
Dec
(11)
►
08
(96)
►
Jan
(9)
►
Feb
(14)
►
Mar
(9)
►
Apr
(12)
►
May
(8)
►
Jun
(7)
►
Jul
(7)
►
Aug
(7)
►
Sep
(6)
►
Oct
(8)
►
Nov
(3)
►
Dec
(6)
►
09
(18)
►
Jan
(3)
►
Feb
(4)
►
Mar
(1)
►
Apr
(2)
►
May
(1)
►
Jun
(3)
►
Jul
(1)
►
Aug
(1)
►
Sep
(1)
►
Oct
(1)
►
10
(1)
►
Jan
(1)
►
11
(3)
►
Jan
(1)
►
Apr
(1)
►
May
(1)
Paths
Crashbox
Twentysomewhat
40 Years on Two Wheels
A Girl With Three Obsessions
The Asphalt Sea
Little Lost Soldier Girl
Something Completely Different
3.14 in the sky
The Miniscule Entity
notes from a syllogistic mind
tasik
In my life of labor and endless searching for connections, I sometimes pause to muse over the people I love, the natural and artificial world around me, and the ideas that provoke my imagination or ire.
View my complete profile
No comments:
Post a Comment