January 2008
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I spent too much time lingering over stupid facebook and myspace pictures today.
I long for the flesh over pixels so much.
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Happy birthday. Got you a gift.
Don’t read too much into it: it was for the utterly selfish desire on my part to stress that you’ve never even given me a birthday card.
I’m so small. I don’t like the person I’m becoming. I’m degenerating in character.
It would help if I had more inspiring people within a reasonable distance from me, but all I see are robots....
Civil.
Things are civil.
As long as we keep the DMZ clear I just might last until August.
8 months and bothell becomes a ghost of my past.
Think of the most languid creature you can imagine. Now pour your soul into the limpid, gray eyes of its gaze and let the sound of its throaty music fill your aching ears. This will end the way it always ends. Go back to your books and go back to your own brand of music. The entire time that you believe the creature may be teaching itself sign language you’re only feeding it your still...