a handful of months ago i signed up for a free copy of Windows 7. it was part of a special upgrade offer from windows vista when i built my new computer. i've been tossing about with ubuntu and linux business for a few weeks, but haven't really landed on any particular success or fluid comfortability with it. there's something lack luster and ( Read more... )

i am decidedly in love with La Catrina Mexican Food. its a truck that is sitting in a parking lot across from a Seven-Eleven, the menu has all sorts of sloppy dirty quick dishes. i prefer the asada burrito, with the spicy green sauce soaking through it. its a million degrees and the best burrito you can get for 5 bucks. five dollars is enough to ( Read more... )

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She's humming the chorus. Her youth shakes through her limbs, an annoyance to me. It is dark in the apartment studio other than a thin bright beam of light which is illuminating her body. theres also a timid clip of a lamp above my drawing board, but it hardly counts. there is a vast chasm of empty darkness outside of the stage she sits upon. She's ( Read more... )

i pick nervously at the skin on my knuckles. the weather has been so cold and dry that my skin literally cracked open and began oozing blood. it itches, its quite disgusting. i shouldnt be so nervous. noyvous. my heart has been my guiding factor lately. i do everything on whim and out of immediacy and urgency. i'm not panning out the possibilities ( Read more... )

I stare at her drinking in the sight of her beauty. The male gaze, I think, not of a piece of meat, in a purely lustful sense, but she definitely is a refreshment to my mind. Perhaps a cool drink, a tall drink to be exact. I thirst for her. I want to absorb her into my soul. My eyes portray a lot of recent events. I feel keen and sharp with ( Read more... )

i awoke in the dark to the realization of what the flashes meant. for the past two months the periodic camera flash mystery outside her window had left us slightly concerned and a touch curious. i stare out the window into the distance beyond where light allowed me to see. it made sense. it is 5:34am and i am naked i am somewhat sticky with dried ( Read more... )

"i have a Dell" she insists. my eyes straining to not roll into the back of my skull. i wonder if my brain is still back there. this woman is in her fifties and has thin wirey golden hair which does not conceal the shape of her skull. her boots are an atrocity but i need to focus on her face and her rotten teeth ( Read more... )

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today (November 1st) is International Self Portrait Day.


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