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on my fragile little mind
patton oswalt has this great diatribe wherein he leads the bit into contrasting the western and eastern ideals of love. the western model he goes on describing as ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 22:39:00 GMT
let’s finish reading
what's there left to say? it's not as if there are answers to be found. i'm always searching, questing for some form of evidence that there really is a point. a sad atheist loo...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 02:30:00 GMT
the caudite nucleus
there exists in the brain a region from which dopamines are spewed forth and trickle through the rest of the head and body, tumultuous and joyful, these chemicals alter our very being and outlook upon...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 14:04:00 GMT
the beatles
life happens in compartments or certainly has a tendency to occur packaged. recently, the beatles have resurfaced and made themselves a subtle soundtrack to my life. i'll admit, although s...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 14:03:00 GMT
that white stuff on the ground ain’t crack
winter always hits me pretty hard here in portland. i grew up in sunniness amongst dryads and wood nymphs along the great wall that divides reality and fantasy and oftentimes i find myself displ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 10:53:00 GMT
Ha Ha, the last thing i wrote i was proud of and i wrote it when i was 16
I skipped, traveled along this path in the aftermathOf a waking lucid dream I thought I once had. I wokeFrom this dream so fleeting still dreaming so solid hardthat my head spun and I could not tell t...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 19:38:00 GMT
on myspace and timespace
It seems that everytime i meander through these halls and the friends' space down the hall, i find myself becoming wistful. There's nothing like curiousity about people you didn't give 2 shits a...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 21:06:00 GMT
proof positive that chemicals alter ur mind
So it's been a little while since the last blog, and i distinctly remember that i had resolved to blog regularly. my concept of time has ticked away and melted into a ball of wax. Perhaps ...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 13:41:00 GMT
my lack of progress - read procrastinate
i haven't had my coffee yet today. i'm definately typing a lot slower. i want to wear a cape today. maybe i'll return to this l8r when i'm more able to conjugate thoughts and de...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 09:45:00 GMT
samba for the soul
i think my son might be a robot. it's not anything specific like atomotons or a cpu buried inside his body, although the usb port at the base of his neck might just be a strangely shaped rash an...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 00:02:00 GMT