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March 26, 1997 - Wednesday - 8:30 p.m.

Today was nice.  For two hours this morning I worked on my final model for scene design.  I then went to Journalism class and then to lunch.   335 more words

1. The part of me

I live in Nome, a happy town. Every year there is a dogsled race. So here I am laying in the snow between two houses, watching the children playing with balls and the snow. 2,294 more words

Balto

March 23, 1997 - Sunday - 4:15 p.m.

Three years ago on this evening, I was sitting in Abundant Life Christian Center.  Jenna was sitting to the lift of me and I drew a picture of her foot in my Book of Days.   315 more words

Thirsty Thursday - Emo: Visions and re-envisions, feat. Nothing,Nowhere.

Hood up, headphones in, head down. I was on the sidelines of the same basement bar that was particularly beat on the rain-ridden night. I had grabbed one of the scattered bar stools, placed my PBR on a wobbling table that sat guard in front of me, and kept watch over the stacks of cases and cords — ruins of the opening set that my depression haze kept me from making. 1,353 more words

Metal