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of how one’s nature will live on for countless seasons, and how one’s winterous voicings did not simply come to sprout before me, but instead have come into cycle as with every other ambience. Would someone please invent the means to an end, I am eager.

Call it a day of progress, if you will.

Old problems, the kind that burrow into your mind and plague you. I found the cure for a couple. One, ideally. Another… we’ll see.

The ancient rule of “When one door closes another one opens” holds true, though, and on multiple fronts. So now I’ll have to deal with a new multitude of things that were probably there all-along and I never noticed them. Gimme a break (as the back of my mind continues on with “Break me off a piece of that kit-kat… anywho).

Continue on the crusade of progress; that’s a political mentality. One that holds about as much solidity as a political promise. Well, look, here’s a checklist.

We’ve got a positive.

We’ve got a neutral.

I guess that means my last of three will probably fall into the disaster slot. I once told myself that a disastrous end is better than a pained daily grind. Perhaps it’s time to test the theory.

If all fails, Wayne Brady may have to choke a bitch… and I’m fine with that.

So, i guess if I’m gonna blog on this thing, I should start with me in general… hrmm… Music, video games, cognitive psychology. Those are my interests. I’m pretty boring, I think, but maybe it’s for the better. Oh, and I think too much; that’s the general consensus of my friends, anyway. Uhhmmmm… guitar, vocals, band is currently Orangetown. We’ll be playing the bonfire on the 3rd of October. If you’re following this, I’ve probably told you 5 times over.

Other than that… uhmmm… I guessI’ll update this thing with whatever’s on my mind. Or something. Maybe I won’t

I made a tumblr. I’m not sure what I’m doing, yet… but I’ll figure it out or whatever. Until then… help me.