Found these great resevoirs of language while immersed and circling the drain.

2005-11-17 at 1:26 a.m.

Please go read lissa's wonderfully intuitive interpretation of the Weakerthans' song 'Without Mythologies'. (You must go buy Christine Fellows' cd. All his songs are about her and vice versa.) It's sad that Canada's main music export is Nickleback and not these people.

I want to buy a gigantic canvas to paint a bird for my livingroom. And it's time to take down the green curtains. They're depressing. I want my livingroom to be airy and have subtle references to the beach (and to be more specific, those in New England and not the west coast, if that makes any difference - star fish, lighthouses, salt water taffy, boys that say kah instead of car, etc.).

I just found out that Glen Hansard lives in Prague now. How perfect and romantic.

Here's the "I knitted you a scarf. Is that weird?" moment. At least I think that's what I'm laughing at. And that's Josh Ritter, but I think you already know that. After this moment, I came to fully appreciate his penchant for hugging.

speaking at length + speaking in lines