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Today I submitted my application to City College of San Francisco for their Diagnostic Medical Imaging Program. If accepted, I might spend 2 1/2 years learning how to be a Radiographer. Wish me luck!

A parachute delivered, rocket powered skycrane? On Mars? Seriously? Seriously Awesome!

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If I were a martian and I saw this thing descending, I’d be seriously freaked out. Once again, truth > fiction!

I feel like this more often than I let on

local version:

I want love to roll me over slowly
Stick a knife inside me and twist it all around
I want love to, grab my fingers gently
Slam them in the doorway, put my face into the ground
I want love to, murder my own mother
and take her off to somewhere, like hell or up above
And I want love to, change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies
Show me how it’s all my fault

No I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Anymore

I want love to walk right up and bite me
Grab a hold of me and fight me, leave me dying on the ground
And I want love to split my mouth wide open, and cover up my ears and never let me hear a sound
I want love to forget that you offended me
Or how you had defended me when everybody tore me down
Yeah I want love to change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies
Show me how it’s all my fault

Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Anymore