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What a trip ( Read more... ) -
So, here we are in Holland.
I'm not... really... sure... when I last updated.
Surprise!!
No, I did not die.
No, I did not take some sort of transcendental quest and revert back to nature.
And they sure as hell didn't make a movie about it.
However, I have some time to kill before the 10:15 showing of Choke, so I'll take the time to record exactly what I've been doing for ( Read more... ) -
Pessimism + optimism= poptimism?
I am here ( Read more... ) -
If I convince myself of this, pretty soon it will be true.
First, I'd like to apologize for the madness of that last post ( Read more... ) -
"I made this for you with the love and bitterness of thirty unfillable hours a week"
The way that feelings and actions echo like a domino effect in this universe is staggering. One person's misery becomes the target for sympathy, which eventually turns to empathy, as true as an action has an equal and opposite reaction. One person's small tragedy subconciously sets the pace for everyone else, regardless of what numbers the degree ( Read more... ) -
The weekend in brief.
Friday night: I recieved tell from various sources that Eddie is now dating Sandra. This would be unspeakably bad, considering that Sandra offered me my only consolation the night of and the week following my breakup with him, and that Sandra has been with Dustin almost as long as Eddie and I were together. I text messaged her, asking whether she ( Read more... ) -
torie: oh, damn [she exhales unhappily as she closes the browser window on her desktop screen]
why, ms. graber?
why must you give me a script from annie hall to pore over for my comic duo with ian?
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suppose i had it coming to me for awhile.
hum.
well, hello, estrangement. -
okay, i didn't mean that.
backtrack to saturday night ( Read more... ) -
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second post in one day ( Read more... )