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N=1: March 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Wednesday, March 28, 2012. All the people, and all the buzzing.and all the sitting around waiting. After a weekend full of the past crashing into the present in ways both pleasant and unpleasant, i am home again. portland was wonderful (just like portlandia). i had a blast with my officemate. i ate some really amazing food. I should probably stop doing that. Saturday, March 17, 2012. And top o' the fucking morning to you. Yes i...
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N=1: May 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Monday, May 28, 2012. Coordination over markets, bitches. I have certain places that i go to get certain things. i don't deviate. it's because once you establish the transactional relationship and supplement that with pleasant (or at least consistent) interaction, then you will be able to get what you want much more efficiently. i like that. i also like consistency. Yesterday i went to the chaat shop. Saturday, May 26, 2012.
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N=1: July 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Friday, July 27, 2012. Some optimal degree of connectedness. I haven't written in a while. i wanted to write, but it's been too hot. or i've been too tired. or.it's always something. But, as always tends to happen, my emotions get the better of me. and i have no place to put them. so i think that's what always drives me to write. it's a way of externalizing things that cause me a lot of pain. Thursday, July 5, 2012. Yesterday w...
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N=1: April 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Saturday, April 28, 2012. The death of desire. I went to see "jiro dreams of sushi." it was every bit as good as i had hoped. it also made me really sad. it was basically a documentary about what you have to do to be the very best at something. you have to give your whole self to it. you have to devote your whole life to it. and you can't complain. And speaking of desire. It was fucking trippy. like the twilight zone. I woke up...
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N=1: February 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Monday, February 20, 2012. Just tell me i'm pretty. Last night i took some time off. by this, i mean that i stopped working at 8 and went to watch tv at someone's house. i say someone, because i don't know what to call them, for while it is true that they are my friend, they might be more than that. i don't know what they are. What if i am completely crazy? Liketo the extent that i can never have a relationship? And here is why...
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N=1: artistic differences
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Sunday, June 24, 2012. What i love about art is transcendence. when you look at true art, you can truly transcend the artificial boundaries between self and aesthetic. pure aesthetic. Stendhal, who traveled to florence and became overtaken with emotion when confronted with the intense reality of caravaggio. The movement of the subject. i couldn't look away. after seeing them, i refuse to own any van gogh print. ever. I went to ...
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N=1: love is a many splendored thing
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Thursday, June 21, 2012. Love is a many splendored thing. While i was waiting for a take-out order tonight i was sitting next to this really young couple. they were maybe twenty and i could tell by their conversation that they were on a first date. they were telling each other all about their families and their childhoods. and the girl had a really annoying laugh. I was drinking a beer and being. View my complete profile. Hard ...
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N=1: i'm the one that loves you, baby, and don't you never forget it...
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Sunday, September 30, 2012. I'm the one that loves you, baby, and don't you never forget it. That's what the homeless man at the gas station told me last night. true story. Maybe it was the full moon. maybe it was the way i looked last night. maybe it was because i gave him a dollar. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Everyone talks about the weather.i don't. View my complete profile. Trump is a chump. From Here To Modernity.
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N=1: December 2011
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Saturday, December 10, 2011. And then there was.still one. I'm back. it's been a while, i know. in that time a lot of things have happened. Yes they said this. in those words. And that is that. i just have to do better next time. maybe you do have to hide your love away, like the song says. because once people see that, they'll take you for everything you have. I also got some new tattoos, but that's for later. Trump is a chump.
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N=1: January 2012
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Actively engaging in disambiguation of the self (and occasionally the other). Friday, January 27, 2012. A little bit sad. I haven't been writing regularly on here. this is mostly a function of my not wanting to go on and on about the emotional pain that i feel on a daily basis. it's like if i don't talk about the other, then what they did won't hurt anymore. Some people, like my best friends, put people on blast in public. by name. on the internets. for the world to see. And now i am having so many probl...
