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About Me

I'm very into people. My friendships are deeply important to me; conversation is my favorite activity. I have fun puzzling out how we think and why we do things. It's made me pretty introspective and -I hope- a good listener. All the same I often panic in the face of emotional intimacy. I'm learning, I'm growing. I make an awful lot of pop culture references and 90% of the time I can tell you "the name of the movie with that guy" though the usefulness of this talent is limited. I wonder what the self is and if any part of it persists beyond life. I'm confident there isn't a god in the usual sense. For me to concede to the existance of a higher power at all, it has to be stripped of human characteristics and generally ambiguous. I still feel better when I pray and I'd recomend it to anybody (call it practicing mindfulness or suplication or whatever). My mom says I'm "cute as a button."

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

This is my species, I'd like to see as much of it as I can.

My Blog

rupert murdock can suck my left one

hey I got a "real" blog. now i can sell myself to google inc.adapttochaos.blogspot.com
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 14:28:00 GMT

Always Sober, Always Aching

I just wanted to send out a little message to one and all, mostly to anybody whose been trying to get in touch with me since August (or in some cases May). I'm alive! One of the best things about bein...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 08:53:00 GMT

between the click of the light and the start of the dream

Hey AW1 (or 3 depending on the count) --have I told you about this already-- that I drive by the house a few times a day? They enclosed the porch; they got rid of the wallpaper. I can stop wondering w...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Nov 2007 12:31:00 GMT

my feet are in my shoes

I'm back on the east coast and finally feel settled into my body, if not yet my life. Not that I really want to feel settled into my life. It doesn't fit anymore, there is no gettin...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 22:22:00 GMT

checking for squirrels

Periodically I find myself quite vexed by the lack of agreeable slang terms refering to female masturbation. "Jack off" has such a nice ring to it, and seems to capture the spirit of the act, bu...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 01:01:00 GMT

An open letter

This town is foggy and strange. I can't tell who's doing the haunting. I am kissing your face. And wherever you are, I hope that you are sleeping peacefully.
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 00:21:00 GMT

Boarding the B Ark

I've been doing a ton of selling-out lately. I'm management. I have a cell phone. The cell phone has a camera. Don't drink. Don't smoke. I'm a self of my former shambles. It's too late for...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 13:06:00 GMT

head wrapped in gauze

Today I considered again that perhaps the delay in getting settled in my new home was at least in part due to the fact that it was the first time that I move...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jun 2006 20:04:00 GMT

springy

I have to reveal something rather embarassing: In all the time that I've lived here I had never gone out on the bike trail. It's especially silly cuz I really lov...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 19:24:00 GMT

I didn't have a Tuesday

One of the mood options on this little thingy is 'working.' How exactly is that a mood? And why do I feel the need to critique every goddamn thing? So, it's my wee...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Feb 2006 22:15:00 GMT