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[13 Feb 2009|10:39pm] |
man, you ever get that feeling you know somethin aint right but you cant put your finger on what the dang thing is? real unsettlin like, not one of them "i plumb fergot to walk the dog" feelings. like maybe someones watching me or been lying to me :/
or maybe i done finally gone crazy and nobody want to tell me that yet.
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[08 Jan 2009|08:35pm] |
I must say, there is a kind of...oh what would you call it? Cosmic irony about the host that the universe seems to have chosen for me. A blues musician, blue eyes, blue hair -- dyed of course -- but it's almost as if someone planned i --
[Thirty seconds later...]
At the risk of sounding absurd: Dakota Fanning is on the phone. WHAT DO I SAY.
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[30 Dec 2008|10:24pm] |
spent christmas down in issaquena, on accounta what they say in the commersh commercials bout christmas being a time to spend with family. aint got much family left, or any as a matter of fact, buuuut it shore was nice to be back. warnt real warm but it warnt freezing. which were good on accounta there still aint heating in that damn trailer.
LOOKIT THIS FUCKIN FANCY HARMONICA who got it for christmas yeah that's me. candy says its all 24 carrot gold but i aint bit it to make sure. i dont care much though its damn pretty even if its a real funny lookin bastard. like its ma were a harmonica and its pa were a piano. and its granddaddy was fort fuckin knox.
i plumb forgot what i was gonna say next! apart from mannnnnnnnn why do fiddlers gotta go to bed so earlyyyyy
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[26 Dec 2008|08:41pm] |
well happy late christmas to yall! me and lucas herer are eatin up the LEFTOVER TURKEY that we done made ourselves, on accounta watchin martha do it on tv and us followin all the enstructions. anyway, i spose i should get right down to business and ask yall a question, so its gonna go like this, all fancy with a colon and shit: if i were fixin to get a woman to marry me, and i wanted to write her a song, what kinda words might should i put in it? just throw em out there, i dont care if they ryme or nothing.
miranda, you were lookin damn pretty on that tv today ;]
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