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Derek

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About Me



My Interests

Food, Music, Writing, Reading, Making, Making out, Making it, Spirits, Goblins, Hippies, Hipsters, People watching, People listening, Wood stuff, furniture made of said stuff, the future, the past, most notably the present, forgetting to capitalize in the middle of listmaking, clinging to treasures from before my time, researching inane subjects and reveling in new knowledge, not being in school, being in school, hating life enough to love it properly.

I'd like to meet:

Fitzgerald, to ask him wtf?

Music:

lots and lots

My Blog

Friday, February 22, 2008

Listening to an album called 'In Rainbows' and driving through the snow-carpeted hills of northern Kentucky is such an exhilarating experience that describing it with words seems unrealizable. Rain an...
Posted by Derek on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 05:19:00 PST

tues, feb 19 1:45 PM

Living in this house without the trappings of modern life again becomes a nuisance. Cooking sans dishwasher, television w/out cable or remote, even the internet is skyjacked from a neighbors wi-fi (th...
Posted by Derek on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 12:30:00 PST

i’ve been writing some

but it doesn't belong here (does it ever?)i swear i can hear the trees dying, that's how intensely fall looms over this city, even in 80 degree weather. it's a welcome shame, something like the apocal...
Posted by Derek on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 05:21:00 PST

mourning weeds (really just a dream i had)

She dreams of waking up in this place, her home, and it's morning but there's so little light. The shades ripple out from the timeworn windows, the sun stabbing green flashes through the linen and ont...
Posted by Derek on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 05:05:00 PST

L'esprit de l'escalier

defeated and exposed, dumbstruck by your inability to cope. barely conscious, a fool descending into your own haunted world. there he is as there he always was. the ghost waiting on the stairs, your b...
Posted by Derek on Sun, 13 May 2007 09:14:00 PST

sleeping

better already, thanks hot stove.
Posted by Derek on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 01:08:00 PST

self involved

in this one, he sits on a curb facing the street, his back to the sun setting in the west. he's never looked so handsome in a suit. the fresh cut roses in his loosening grip are brilliant and crisp, b...
Posted by Derek on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 08:32:00 PST

vinegar

bad things happen when you allow yourself to be repressed. this is one of many willing hypocrisies that i am all too familiar guilty with of. i can spend all day dwelling on the past ten seconds and n...
Posted by Derek on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 08:22:00 PST

standby

i left alot of my bullshit strewn across the highway in streamers the way a trucker might empty his ashtray. poison confetti. it's a good thing, somebody else clean it up for once. my persona is feeli...
Posted by Derek on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 02:21:00 PST

fade to black

It's sad, really. And there's nothing you can do about it. Today you understand religion, you get delusion. All of the basest and simplest beliefs that you had, they're right hemisphere illogicals. Yo...
Posted by Derek on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 09:42:00 PST