Archive for May, 2003

Matt’s Theory on Auto-Erotic Asphyxiation

Here’s another one, from Matt during the last Ohio journey: Matt: Don’t you just put a lemon in your mouth? It’s so that, if you pass out, you bit down and the lemon juice is so shocking that it wakes you up. *pause* Matt: I don’t know how I know this.

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Notebook, Revsited

So I carry around this notebook. I make entries in it when I’m moved… notes to myself, lines that I think would work well in poems, general rambling. The thing is though, I don’t organize it for shit. When I want to write something down, I just flip through it until I find some blank pages and start scribbling. Tonight,…

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Upstairs

I find out from Donna that Kelly has a boyfriend. I figured as much, but hell. I was already at the bar, and a few shots into the night. Part of me really wanted to just up and leave; there seemed to be no real point in my sticking around. But another part of me decided that, since I was…

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So… Whatcha Writing?

At this point, Donna stops by, leans over the bar and starts trying to read my notebook. We talk a bit more and got into this conversation about journals and dreams. It was really rather cool – she approached writing as a form a therapy, as a way to release thoughts and ideas she had pent up. It’s interesting to…

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A Few Thoughts I Jotted Down

So I’m sitting at Exit, by myself, working on a double Beam, Coke on the side. I’m tired from work, but full of nervous energy. I don’t know what I’m gonig to say. A million variations are going through my head. She works at a bar – guys like me show up every ten minutes I’m sure… who am I…

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So, Last Night…

I was working late and decided, at some random point, that I was going to go back to Exit. To talk to Kelly, the girl with the wonderful tattoos that I met when the twelvestone crew came into town. When I wrote her to give her info on where to download the pictures I took, she mentioned when she worked…

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Late

Sorry for the no post today (typing this out early morning, on the 23rd). Interesting evening, but no time to really post about it. Gotta shower and get ready for work. Let’s just say I acted in a very un-Felix like manner. :)

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Dear Reader

I feel like I’ve been neglecting you. :) The past few weeks, it’s been a bit slow, not all that exciting (I actually wrote out sexciting. I wonder what that means). I have to admit that my drive to update the blog has waned a lot lately, but I’m hoping it’ll pick back up. I tried to force myself to…

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Fable

A very interesting interface. After getting through to the end, I’m finding myself preferring the site illustrations to the screenshots.

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I’m Complaining

by drinking this beer. I’ll show that stupid brain who’s in charge here. I’m gonna… sit… drinking… YEAH! I SAID THAT gonnatellme pushy bastar… BOSS ME AROUND WILLYA *falls down*

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Stupid Brain. Thanks For Nothing!

I fell asleep briefly, earlier tonight, and had a dream about an ex-girlfriend from several years back. It was a pleasant enough dream, where we were both rehashing some inside joke that we had once shared. But the dream was set in present day, and it was obvious that we were both reminiscing on a previous time in our lives….

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The Search For Normal

My friend Dipti is going to be in town on Friday, participating in a photography project called "The Search for Normal." I’ve only heard bits and pieces about it, but she’s following Route 66 from Chicago to LA, shooting all the while. I’m not sure if we’ll be able to meet up (sounds like she’s on a crazy schedule), but…

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Bridge

I walk by this, on the days that I drive to work. The bridge has been raised for as long as I’ve been by, but it seems like there’s some kind of construction happening. The odd thing is that this bridge is seemingly snuggled between all these larger buildings, and just doesn’t belong at all. I need to explore a…

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