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Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
I am afraid, Agnes, that this is the last entry anyone shall ever make on you. You see, my sweet love, I'm afraid you just don't fit in with the new regime, and therefore you'll have to be eliminated. Yes, yes, I know, I know, you were given no notice of any sort of regime change within my mind, and had no part in the creation of the new government ( Read more... ) -
A Few of Mark's Favorite Smells
-Sweat
-Blood
-Lavender
-Lilac
-Women's bodies
-Cinnamon
-Large bodies of salt water
-Rotting meat
-Formaldehyde
-Bleu cheese
Brown paper packages tied up with string since 1986,
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(Untitled)
The thing I most enjoy about bicycling into work is the amount - or perhaps it's simply the illusion, though it's a valuable one - of independence it gives me.
Independent since 1986,
--mark -
Sub-Vitruvian Man
Or: mark makes another feeble attempt at poetry
My body moves through arcs of fear
That describe my limitations.
Thus paralyzed, my limbs are held
And bound to move only within
These hated circles I have made,
Through many years of mindless use,
Repeating the same few motions.
Repeating the same few motions since 1986,
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Superhero comics!
Since I know so many people (*coughcoughSamandAbramandJanecoughcough*) who like comics, and since I really feel like being preachy for my particular worldview today, and since I really really got a kick out of this post, I am going to post here a link to a recent entry on the blog of the (unbelievably dreamy) Anders Sandberg. All of you should ( Read more... ) -
Adventure & Excitement!
Tomorrow, darling Agnes, Jane & I will be moving various pieces of furniture and belongings into our new apartment in Little Italy! That shit is totally fucking heavy porcelain. I'm excited ( Read more... ) -
More Posting!
Okay, folks, all together now:
HAPPY FARKIN' BIRTHDAY, SAM! -
(Untitled)
On a cool summer night,
Even a suburb can have ghosts.
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Generic Whiny Update #37,433
I had a crummy time at work today, Agnes. I felt particularly inhuman and soul-less. Very unpleasant.
Feeling particularly since 1986,
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Beatnik Poem for Susan
Screamer of the 7,000 names of the Dawn ( Read more... )