If God is dead, you killed Him.



Take a shot at fustian logorrhea:


Them
Label

Location

Words









Egotistic Tendencies
RuthFace
RuthNoise























 
 
Humans
Aaron
Chris
Darren
Goliath
Jeanne
Jo-uh-oh
Jolandi
Jono corecore
Marina
Megsea
Mike
Rach Tea
Reuben the Brother
Tim
Timothy
Val
Yanni


These Might Change Your Life
It's Truth
Relevant
Irrelativity
Colossians Three Sixteen
Burnside Writers Collective
Mcsweeney's
The Haggis-On-Whey World of Unbelievable Brilliance




























Archaic


















Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
 
Thursday, October 26, 2006  
If you are what you eat, I am some Chinese snack thing
The ears are feeding on No Doubt - Oi To The World!

Yes. I'm getting all geared up for Christmas, just like Orchard Road. It's still slightly ridiculous to dress the roads up so early, but I love Christmas so I don't actually care about timing.

The sky's been grey for the past few weeks. Grey and gross and bacteria-filled. So I woke up feeling pretty crap today, but I looked out the window and IT WAS BLUE. God cheered me up in a strange way, but in a very good way.












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