I do declare, I believe I feel like making a record.
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I think I need more accordion in my life.
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Introspection is like peanut butter: good until you're stuck.
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Jane + Storms = Frizzy Happiness.
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Having been called Jennifer, Wendy, Nicole (twice), and Sonya all within the last month, I am considering changing my name. Hello, my name is Incessant Blob. Just call me Blob.
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Need to get back into the mandolin. Also somewhat enthralled with fiddle music at this time, specifically Celtic and bluegrass.
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Need to record some of the songs I have videos but not recordings for. Watch the videos anyway, yeah?
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I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande, and I learned to ride before I learned to stand... I know all the songs that the cowboys know 'cause I learned them all on the radio... Yippeeayeohkayyay, Yippeeayeohkayyay
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The other side of sorrow is joy. This joy is perfect.
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Keep thinking of interesting lyrics and then forgetting them before I write them down. I should tell myself to carry a notebook, but I'm sure I will forget I want to momentarily.
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Mercy me
I do declare, I believe I feel like making a record.
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Hrm
I think I need more accordion in my life.
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Yark B'dark
Introspection is like peanut butter: good until you're stuck.
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Sprung that spring though the spring has sprung
Jane + Storms = Frizzy Happiness.
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Revamp?
Having been called Jennifer, Wendy, Nicole (twice), and Sonya all within the last month, I am considering changing my name. Hello, my name is Incessant Blob. Just call me Blob.
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Expansion
Need to get back into the mandolin. Also somewhat enthralled with fiddle music at this time, specifically Celtic and bluegrass.
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Check
Need to record some of the songs I have videos but not recordings for. Watch the videos anyway, yeah?
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Stuck
I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande, and I learned to ride before I learned to stand... I know all the songs that the cowboys know 'cause I learned them all on the radio... Yippeeayeohkayyay, Yippeeayeohkayyay
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Smiling.
The other side of sorrow is joy. This joy is perfect.
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Aye and the wind blows through...
Keep thinking of interesting lyrics and then forgetting them before I write them down. I should tell myself to carry a notebook, but I'm sure I will forget I want to momentarily.
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