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Sunday, August 03, 2003
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Main Entry: phi·los·o·phy  Pronunciation: f&-'lä-s(&-)fE Function: noun Inflected Form(s): plural -phies Etymology: Middle English philosophie, from Old French, from Latin philosophia, from Greek, from philosophos philosopher Date: 14th century 1 a (1) : all learning exclusive of technical precepts and practical arts (2) : the sciences and liberal arts exclusive of medicine, law, and theology <a doctor of philosophy> (3) : the 4-year college course of a major seminary b (1) archaic : PHYSICAL SCIENCE (2) : ETHICS c : a discipline comprising as its core logic, aesthetics, ethics, metaphysics, and epistemology 2 a : pursuit of wisdom b : a search for a general understanding of values and reality by chiefly speculative rather than observational means c : an analysis of the grounds of and concepts expressing fundamental beliefs 3 a : a system of philosophical concepts b : a theory underlying or regarding a sphere of activity or thought <the philosophy of war> <philosophy of science> 4 a : the most general beliefs, concepts, and attitudes of an individual or group b : calmness of temper and judgment befitting a philosopher

8:43:21 PM
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Fuck, I Am Getting Old
I look like such a school teacher. *laughs* I don't feel old, but god, I'm a totally different person. This total change of self won't happen again, right? Right?!?

8:03:11 PM
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7:49:48 PM
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Opium
I used to smoke it sometimes, and although I haven't had any for about 6 years, I sure as hell don't regret ever doing it. Everything, quite literally, is washed over with this deep rose/pink hue and EVERYTHING. from words you hear to people you see... paints the most amazing work of art. Maybe this is where they get the old saying of looking at the world through rose colored glasses.

7:44:21 PM
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The Tragically Hip - Gift Shop
The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug We get to feel small from high up above And after a glimpse over the top The rest of the world becomes a gift shop
The pendulum swings for the horse like a man Out over the rim is ice cream to him The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug we get to feel small but not out of place at all
We're forced to bed but we're free to dream All us human extras, all us herded beings And after a glimpse over the top The rest of the world becomes a gift shop
I don't know what to believe, sometimes I even forget And if it's a lie, terrorists made me say it The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug We get to feel small from high up above From high up above

7:21:03 PM
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