i just finally finished my web site. it was going to be many things, and in the future may be many things, but for now, it's primarily for my photos. it's for a school project for the moment, but it'll stay on and expand after that, i'm sure.

mute memories

please take a look, let me know what you think. i'd really appreciate some feedback.

it's december, the definite heart of a winter that's clamped down on me subtly when i sleep. right now it's the heart of december and it's just turning. so really, the heart of winter. i'm glad i have these personal footnotes, they really help a great deal in figuring when i'm digressing ( Read more... )

i find it pretty silly most of the time when people constantly change their journals, but i really want to switch right now just because i want the name "tweedish".

so that's where i am now.
tweedish

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ça te dit d'aller danser dans des champs de canne à sucre.

i can't drink these days without having it effect me much more than usual. i got a horrible headache on thursday from a single gin & tonic, got really silly from a little champagne on my birthday and just a little wine last night had me limp as a rag doll ( Read more... )

you aren't just a passing
point in my proximity, but
if i were hula hooping
or unicycling
you might be

just counting the tick marks
until you can pick the dirt
from my scalp
tomorrow afternoon
-- a mangled patch of weeds

a spot of mangled earth
to count the inconspicuous
coils
from belly buttons
to making inanimate objects
squeak just
as

today
is my 18th birthday.

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