how i spent my Wednesday morning:
in bed, having coffee cross-continent with a married woman.
"like you do..."
Thursday, September 18, 2008
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throwing art into the void
- circles... all the way down
- This venue serves as both medium and laboratory, an attempt to examine the shape of nostalgia and experiment with the contours of memory.
concentric circles
whatcha lookin' for?
"time is a scam"
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- instead of waiting
- Volver
- bed-ridden, not flea-bitten (yet)
- uh... what's going on here?
- 362 days ago
- puddles
- i didn't sleep well and
- abominations
- so we meet again
- i have a hypothesis
- my living room
- i was just reminded by her husband
- i woke up 9 years ago
- in lieu of a summer romance
- a change in plans (my life as post-modernism)
- i'm sorry i asked, part deux
- Ladri di biciclette
- i'm sorry i asked
- "define existentialism,"
- heads are aching
- ramshackle Saturday nights
- home alone on a Friday night
- GOP+NOAA=
- "down in Denver I died"
- grrr...
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