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I am not living, just commenting: Oktober 2008
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I am not living, just commenting. Freitag, 24. Oktober 2008. My windmills are mailboxes. If I was the modernised version, including planed obsolence, of Don Quixote my daily fights and battles with my mailbox would fit the picture quite nicely. When I enter and when I leave my house I have to go past the mailboxes for our house. 38 Appartments. 38 tiny Mailboxes. So I walk past my dragon-breath breathing mailbox everyday at least twice. When I leave my house and when I come back. Sure I dont realy ne...
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I am not living, just commenting: My windmills are mailboxes
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I am not living, just commenting. Freitag, 24. Oktober 2008. My windmills are mailboxes. If I was the modernised version, including planed obsolence, of Don Quixote my daily fights and battles with my mailbox would fit the picture quite nicely. When I enter and when I leave my house I have to go past the mailboxes for our house. 38 Appartments. 38 tiny Mailboxes. So I walk past my dragon-breath breathing mailbox everyday at least twice. When I leave my house and when I come back. Sure I dont realy ne...
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I am not living, just commenting: Poem 2
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I am not living, just commenting. Montag, 10. November 2008. When yaffle reads this poem he's going to be so mad - his retirement investments are all in wheaters! 10 November 2008 um 04:30. You can't imagine how baldy i want snow. 10 November 2008 um 05:13. Http:/ www.simondale.net/house/. 10 November 2008 um 05:14. Abonnieren Kommentare zum Post (Atom). Round, all around the world. Introduction to Poems Poem 1. Hello attn: depressing Blargomatic shipment of vi. Mein Profil vollständig anzeigen.
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I am not living, just commenting: September 2008
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I am not living, just commenting. Samstag, 27. September 2008. Meditation is better than Drugs. I dont think that this will be new news but as a chronicaly depressed, full with social anxiety, neurotic dude - I am easily bound to be addicted to stuff that changes that, even for a short period of time and with hughe risks. Butttt, I dont like seeing myself end up robbing some poor old woman just for another fix, so I rather stay sober. Alcohol - two beers an evening once a while ( every 2/3 months once).
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I am not living, just commenting: November 2008
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I am not living, just commenting. Montag, 10. November 2008. I wrote a long blog about this, but I think I can make this short as well. You can thank me later for it. Basicaly - I dont like sex all that much. At least in comparison to the people that talk about how awsome sex is all the time. Sometimes I feel the need to say "Hey, all fine and dandy with me, but for me its different." Maybe another windmill I am fighting, but who cares why my intentions are. Almost like "I fuck, therefore I am.". I have ...
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Things I had Coming: Bees et al. | mems and anecs
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Things I had Coming: Bees et al. What was probably later that year found me once again making bad decisions involving bees. My neighbor and I were playing some modified version of golf in the front yard, conceivably with a branch and a golf ball that I had despite nobody I know playing golf and not living near a golf course. At the bottom of the front hill and off to the side there was a yellow jacket’s. By Andrew on 11 December 2008. Posted in Elementary School. You are a menace to all beekind.
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I am not living, just commenting: Sex
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I am not living, just commenting. Montag, 10. November 2008. I wrote a long blog about this, but I think I can make this short as well. You can thank me later for it. Basicaly - I dont like sex all that much. At least in comparison to the people that talk about how awsome sex is all the time. Sometimes I feel the need to say "Hey, all fine and dandy with me, but for me its different." Maybe another windmill I am fighting, but who cares why my intentions are. Almost like "I fuck, therefore I am.". I wish ...
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I am not living, just commenting: Hello. attn: depressing Blargomatic shipment of vile thoughts ahaed
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I am not living, just commenting. Montag, 3. November 2008. Hello attn: depressing Blargomatic shipment of vile thoughts ahaed. Hello dear internet inhabitant, especialy those of you located near belgium, great britain and two or three spots in the U.s. or China. Yes, yes, I am alive - obviously. Pronounced in the most anoying way possible) - and I hope my uncommented and documented absent isnt worring you. Labels: relationship crap post-teenage-angst-tweenage-angst posthyperradicalism. I guess that woul...
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I am not living, just commenting: Introduction to Poems + Poem 1
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I am not living, just commenting. Donnerstag, 6. November 2008. Introduction to Poems Poem 1. I have been writing a lot latley. Guess that happens if you run out of good books and are more or less sleep and inernet-deprived. That or you get a job or get drunk. I will post some for my and potentialy your enjoyment here. One after another, mixed with my usual crap. I wrote her a poem and sent it to her. It was very concrete. This is the poem I just sent her, and its my most recent one - enjoy!
SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT