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i don't know why i keep this record. maybe it's like how i keep record of everytime i work-out and how many reps i do and the date and whether or not i had karate class that particular night. looking for progress. patterns. not always looking, but sometimes checking. heart-checking.
if nothing else, i can look to see what i was musing about ONE year ago today. and see if i've transcended whatever inefficient fantasy-based thought patterns i was using and abusing the last time gray was everywhere.
Sep. 27th 2006:
i have a phone!! a real phone number. i've spent the last eight months phoneless. now i am one of you.
my new house number is: 206-508-1406 i'll be at this number on Friday.
call me some time. sex me up a bit.
i'm moving in with 4 OTHER rad people. and when i say "rad" i mean RADICAL.
in lust/love news...
i spent last night with She. we kind of watched Fern Gully - what a crap ass movie, btw. we didn't engage in 'funny business'. we just talked and cuddled.
how awesome was that?
yeah, that was a year ago. i still talk to "She", though the love/lust is gone. i've got a new She right now. i like this one a lot better. perhaps, in a year i can write this post again and i'll have something more positive to report about Sheez. anywho - i've been working 50+ hrs. a week, nose to the fuckin' grindstone. doing karate on my (split) days off, when i get (split) days off. im pritty worn out. i could take a (paid) vacation somewhere just to sleep. somewhere like lake chelan in the winter. everything out there is blue and white, black and quiet. it's very nice. that kind of quiet desolation makes me feel small, which in turn brings me closer to earth. being close makes my heart swell. it reminds me that i am a part of something great. that's hard to see in the big city.
if nothing else, i can look to see what i was musing about ONE year ago today. and see if i've transcended whatever inefficient fantasy-based thought patterns i was using and abusing the last time gray was everywhere.
Sep. 27th 2006:
i have a phone!! a real phone number. i've spent the last eight months phoneless. now i am one of you.
my new house number is: 206-508-1406 i'll be at this number on Friday.
call me some time. sex me up a bit.
i'm moving in with 4 OTHER rad people. and when i say "rad" i mean RADICAL.
in lust/love news...
i spent last night with She. we kind of watched Fern Gully - what a crap ass movie, btw. we didn't engage in 'funny business'. we just talked and cuddled.
how awesome was that?
yeah, that was a year ago. i still talk to "She", though the love/lust is gone. i've got a new She right now. i like this one a lot better. perhaps, in a year i can write this post again and i'll have something more positive to report about Sheez. anywho - i've been working 50+ hrs. a week, nose to the fuckin' grindstone. doing karate on my (split) days off, when i get (split) days off. im pritty worn out. i could take a (paid) vacation somewhere just to sleep. somewhere like lake chelan in the winter. everything out there is blue and white, black and quiet. it's very nice. that kind of quiet desolation makes me feel small, which in turn brings me closer to earth. being close makes my heart swell. it reminds me that i am a part of something great. that's hard to see in the big city.