it has always seemed romantic and ideal to be a sort of a "man who shot liberty valince" type, but as time goes on, i'm realizing, i don't have what it takes.

i don't think i'm invited, but i'm coming. umm. quickly, jake is here. it is wonderful. new york isn't the same anymore. he is true and truer, and loved ( Read more... )

what was i going to say ( Read more... )

the beginning is the hardest part. because where does anything start anyhow. by that time you're already there, and in the middle. or is everything the middle and there's no end. maybe it's always the end because it is always the last thing you can say, can remember, can act, can do. there isn't a beginning. there is only the action that ( Read more... )

i guess this is late, or oppurtune, or a waste of time, or breathing. or a waste of time ( Read more... )

today i auditioned for two films ( Read more... )

they did call, we met again, all went well, thirty five minute meeting, twenty minutes on train back, going to a casting, can you put this on, poloroid, this, poloroid, this, a small black pair of underwear, gold-rimmed, nothing else, why not, poloroid, black panther scowl she kept saying, clench jaw, scowl, the black panthers she'd say, i look at ( Read more... )

waiting by the phone is waiting by the pocket, left or right, it switches, no particular pocket has been designated as my "phone pocket". vibrate. not ring. no rings, rings are off, vibrate is on, so vibrate, call, jiggle my pocket, wake me from my stare, disturb my gate, my shuffle. i'm waiting for paradigm to call. paradigm represents phillip ( Read more... )

i fought crime, finally, swiftly, no regrets, no regard for oneself, only quick judgement, immediate consequence ( Read more... )

i could run ( Read more... )