go to sleep with a night light

Zane in the dark.

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Lou

hit the plane down

Peter doesn't seem to like photos and the weather doesn't seem to like me. I'm away from Dunedin early tomorrow morning - hopefully travel goes smoothly as there is nothing worse than dealing with issues in the early morning. Nothing.

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Lou

bluer days

This is one of my most intellectual friends. His name is Alasdair (with a 'd') and I miss him.

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Lou

awake for too long

My friend Peter (who constantly feeds me with music wisdom) linked me to New Zealand band No Aloha's Bandcamp page and I have become infatuated. No Aloha's music is a little bit Pavement-y/Nirvana-y and a whole lot of great. [On a side note, if I'm very nice and persistent, Peter might start writing music pieces for this blog so keep an eye out.]

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Lou

redder days

Max got swag.

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Lou

warmer days

Z got swag.

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Lou

heaven is a sliding stone

A few weekends ago my family participated in a game of curling. Curling is the best sport in the world. Heaven is an ice rink with rubber grip soles and peaceful, sliding kettles. Sadly, the only curling I'm doing at the moment involves being curled up in a tiny ball both wishing for time to slow down and, contrarily, speed up. 

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Lou