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2012
1 Feb 2012
1 Feb 2012
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30 Jan 2012
a helper stands at the front asking what you need and making certain all your papers are in line and ready before you’re herded to a small computer designed and built and researched for much more than it’s being used for now. for a mere number to be printed, a touch screen with one button, because this is really the best we can do.original ↗
30 Jan 2012
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26 Jan 2012
For want of a less angsty title: I’m worried that I’m not the protagonist in my own life storyoriginal ↗
25 Jan 2012
24 Jan 2012
Existence is a funny thing. It finds us in strange places. It speaks to us in harsh language. It touches us in it’s own unyielding way. Existentialism is funnier.original ↗
24 Jan 2012
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14 Jan 2012
Leaving California for New York for another 12 months, the next 4 of which will be cold, in 3 daysoriginal ↗
14 Jan 2012
14 Jan 2012
if it weren’t obvious already, you may think yourself important, but there are those out there with power to make you eat shit and smile and pay for itoriginal ↗
14 Jan 2012
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Thomas C. and Steve J. accredited (even if inappropriately) for significant inventions of life-altering magnitudeoriginal ↗
9 Jan 2012
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6 Jan 2012
I sat late in to the evening with a bottle of warm Mountain Dew on the pillow of the couch next to the couch I was on. It was my only company. I stared at it, lounging and dozing and wishing someone would push to contact me. I felt as though I’d waited for years. I felt as though I would wait another year. I ached and I sighed. I made a realization. Perhaps a whole truth. It permeated me suddenly. I closed my eyes, leaving the soda to it’s own devices, and I knew, thatoriginal ↗
5 Jan 2012
5 Jan 2012
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4 Jan 2012
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4 Jan 2012
flight, not much stresses me out, but a few years ago i had a couple of horrible experiences in airports and I have never recovered; man those folks made some bad decisions, but I’m still grateful they turned out the way they did. that be the case or not, i still panic before flying, what if our 1:25 minutes isn’t long enough between flights? what if we dont make it? what if that delays us several days? am i going to arrive mentally whole? i tend to panic. panic. panic and shake.original ↗
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