Dear Agnes ( Read more... )

Dear Agnes ( Read more... )

I am lethargic, sick, and find it difficult to get any work done. Obviously, this sucks.

Obviously since 1986,
--mark.

On Friday night, I dreamt that I was driving down a highway in a car at night. I believe that there was somebody in the passenger seat, probably my father, but if there was then he, she or it disappeared from that position quickly. The car was some specially designed futuristic racing thing, and was following this gigantic tractor/trailer truck. ( Read more... )

If my declarations are more fervorous and psychotic than before, darling Agnes, and if it unnerves you any, then I apologize. But something has to give in, something's got to snap, something must break under all this pressure. And I'll be damned if it'll be me! I'll not break, Agnes. There are too many who care about me for that to be acceptable. ( Read more... )

"When we reflect on this struggle, we may console ourselves with the full belief, that the war of nature is not incessant, that no fear is felt, that death is generally prompt, and that the vigorous, the healthy, and the happy survive and multiply."
--Charles Darwin (italics mine)so let's get started, eh? let's rock 'n roll! we're all sick of it, ( Read more... )

I remember, dimly, one of the dreams that I had last night. I was somewhere out West, along with various other employees of the Trail Ridge Store I worked with this most recent summer. We were having a christmas celebration. Actually, we were having a british christmas celebration, if ya dig. Unfortunately, I believe most of us were rather ( Read more... )

I feel like I ought to, Agnes, which is a good way to feel. I'm just updating, then, to tell you that fact, and because I want to update in this state. To put up an image of myself that more truthfully reflects my true self, rather than merely reflecting the pathetic, incompetent, and frankly diseased states my mind occasionally gets thoroughly ( Read more... )

For Gerriet, ????-sept. 13, 2006

He gnawed on things, played in the grass, and was loved.

"There is no such thing as a natural death."
-J.R.R. Tolkien

I have just discovered the most amazing site on the ENTIRE INTERNET. You will visit it, now. It is exceedingly exciting. My room-mate has had to endure a half hour of "wow!"s from me. I am in love.

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--mark