"There's a house in new orleans, not the one you heard about, I'm talkin' 'bout another house. Well we're trapped inside this song."

hugger has once again rashly deleted his blog. a log won't float with three flies on it. when the log rolls over we'll die we'll die. heart of the matter tonight for graham greene class. the heart of the matter is suffering. i might do my mimetic theory paper on heart of the matter and the impossiblility of love. "delta gamma everybody smoke well you can't say that my soul has died away yay yay yeah yeah" please don't