"Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."

That's a Bright Eyes lyric. Genius. I've started listing all the bands and songs I love on launchcast and it's turning into quite the list: Bright Eyes, Enon, Copeland, Kasabian, The Paper Chase, the Perishers, the Jealous Sound, Kaiser Chiefs, Iron and Wine, Neutral Milk Hotel...

And on and on. Love it!

We take a brief pause in the self-obsessed ramblings of the new Neverland Found (it was objectionable at work to have PORN AND CHOCOLATE splattered across my screen) to bring you my outrage I experienced last night, sadly after a very soothing and pleasant conversation with my sister.

There are certain truths we hold to be self-evident: that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.

Well, I don't know about the Creator Business, but I know something of unalienable rights, especially the pursuit of happiness.

There are certain truths I hold to be self-evident. The sun will rise tomorrow and the moon will come out tonight. There may be cloud coverage, but we know it's there. The sky is blue. Puppies are cute, always. Work will always expand to fill the time allotted to complete it.

And Law and Order: SVU will end with a verdict.

But then they didn't. What the fuck, man? I started yelling at the screen. You're going to get me all wrapped up in this rape trial and then you're not going to tell me what happened??!! Our justice system is by no means infallible, but even when they fuck up you at least get a verdict. I never thought I could expect more from the legal system than I do from Law and Order, but there it is.

Now I don't know whether the sun will rise tomorrow. Apocalypse is nigh, nigh indeed.

Yup. Not concerning myself with the Senate trying to get rid of the fillibuster so they can pass Bush's agenda, not concerned with the Right to Die, not concerned about the falling status of our nation in the Global Perspective...

Law and Order: SVU--How dare you?

Hmph [righteously indignant pout].

My body is just exhausted today. I didn't sleep well last night. I woke up in the middle of the night with a weird blend of the Shins "Caring is Creepy" and the Beta Band's "Simple." The songs kept swishing around in my head like whiskey and coke, but sadly didn't have the same effect as whiskey and coke on my metal acuity.

I was telling Abby last night that my dreams have been amusing me. Not for their vividness or hidden truths, but for the utter mundane things that have been occurring. One night I balanced my checkbook (something I have never done in my waking life, perhaps my mind is trying to tell me something). Another night I dreamt I organized my CD case and almost cried when I couldn't find my Decemberists CD. And the other night, I had a dream I was counseling this freshman at UT and she was sitting with the Course Schedule crying, and sobbing--

"I don't know what to do!"

I hold her in my arms and give the best advice in the world.

"It's college. Do everything."

end scene.

Maybe my life will become more boring and the dreams will pick back up again, but we'll just have to see. But if I dream of cleaning the bathroom, I'm going to a specialist.

Going to yoga tonight. Yay, yoga! Time to have my legs over my head with more innocent intentions in mind. Namaste, bitch.