Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Friday, August 28, 2009

"This is the grown up version of cutting the cake"


After much preparation went into creating a birthday feast served with white wine it turned out that the only thing mature and civilized about the evening was in fact the cheese platter itself.
About 5 wines later (on an empty stomach) the rest of my night was spent with my head in the toilet bowl.
Epic best friend fail.
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