the indulgence of balance |
I've not washed in a while. The side effect of not having a place of residence is that you put these things off for as long as you can. My white ribbed tank top is stained. My pants are sticky with be...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 15:05:00 GMT |
nationalism, with love |
So I am now in Toronto. It's alright, I guess. I went to the museum yesterday which was obviously awesome. Today to the Art Gallery of Ontario. Somehow the works of Durer and Miro really did it for me...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 05:16:00 GMT |
forgetting how to pretend |
I am haunted by cosmic eyes and feet grasping onto warmth beneath a coat, beneath the surfaces of reality...majoritarian unspoken thoughts and overactive tongues, then complacency with silence and co ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 08:11:00 GMT |
a secret |
So I've been trying something new. When something pushes me to the brink of anger, exhaustion, confusion, and mouthiness, I just write it down. I don't explode (as I usually do) into a rapid tongue la...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 16:23:00 GMT |
hindsight is a bitch |
I'm at the doctor's office, trying to enact a retrospective-type perspective on the present. It's no easy task, because I don't know how time will make me look back on this moment. I may be just as ja...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 14:51:00 GMT |
meeting people is easy |
So says radiohead.Though I'm inclined to disbelieve them, since they also say that they want young blood and as far as I know have never actually indulged. But maybe it's an 'allegory' or 'allusion' o...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 09:11:00 GMT |
and she was free... |
And she was free of everything that was and will be. Free from the shackles of a known future into the blessed dark of immediate living. She had thrust herself into the lives of those she envied, livi...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 10:30:00 GMT |
fog-machines in Nova Scotia |
*sigh* Everything I just wrote was erased. The main bulletpoint was that it's a crappy day outside today, and I don't want to go to work but have to. It's not so bad once I get there, but in the meanw...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 06:02:00 GMT |
california |
I want to move to California and involve myself in Tarantino-esque hijinks and heists gone wrong. Hells yes.
Posted by on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 06:19:00 GMT |
bounty hunter |
I saw 'Domino' last night. A trippily acid-influenced film about Domino Harvey, Beverley Hills model turned bounty hunter. A true story, though the movie itself was hyperbolic. Everything in extremes ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 06:46:00 GMT |
