"Traditionally, literature makes much of the beauty of fleeting things and the delight of the bittersweet mixing of pain and pleasure. But no one ever said that heaven was seasonal or fleeting. Heaven is always portrayed as blissfully monotonous, one bright blue day after another forever and ever.
Rather like California."
Friday, August 10, 2007
Whoo-Whoo
I knew I could, I knew I could, I knew I could.
Another successful school year behind me: ie: no felonies committed.
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