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i finished my book today, waiting in union station: the world without us, by alan weisman. i recommend it. weisman takes an admirably innovative, playful, and rigorous approach to sweeping and often terrifying questions. and he writes excellently ( Read more... )

i don't know what to say to you. i often feel that none of this has any point... unable to write, i... drift and drift. i don't know how to enjoy my consciousness, right now, without my paper journal as all-suffusing company. (because of my broken arm, you know.) i feel deadly lonesome. it's silly.

I need to talk to Sam, and to go grocery shopping ( Read more... )

I've been talking to my paper journal a blue streak lately, which means that you, poor dear, are shunned. Nothing much to tell now, either, but because I rarely interact with much of your readership outside your auspices, I wanted to drop in and let it (my readership) know that I'm still alive and kicking ( Read more... )

Elsewhere in the loop, some sort of concert is going on. The voices echo weirdly down the canyons of streets ( Read more... )

It's been a nice, lazy sort of day at work. Karen gave me a mocha and then a milkshake, so I'm kinda wild feeling. She and Chelcie left early-- "going to get hammered"-- so I'm here alone for the last hour. They spent a while in the afternoon on the internet together, exclaiming over the relative hotness of various actors, singers, and ( Read more... )

This has been a difficult month. Mark stayed up late talking with me Tuesday night, and I have felt more myself since then. In the interval between Mark's admittance to the mental hospital and this Tuesday's conversation, I was more miserable and more deranged than I'd been in a long time ( Read more... )

I heard--I think I heard-- the
thump
when he hit the ground, and I heard him moan.
I saw him on the ground, his brother repeating his name, and
I thought detatchedly that he would be
dead
by the time I reached him.

He wasn't.
Isn't.

He will be okay.

I called Suzie that night--
Mark is paralyzed?No, no ( Read more... )