Oh my goodness, this is amazing! The livejournal client still exists and is still the same. All my old entries are here. And my current day, present, real-life ME is here, too! What a world we live in. What a world ( Read more... )

These days, I'm feeling much smaller than I'd like to and maybe I'm going to try to force myself to write in order to trace my shapes and see 'em, in their overlaps and intersections and scribbled-overs. If there's little else I will change, I may as well witness the patterns of the present ( Read more... )

Peter! You probably won't check my livejournal because you won't expect me to update it. But the other day, during our conversation on what drives the creative urge (arrogance? honesty? self-loathing?), I forgot this Orwell quote I encountered and recorded. So here it is!

"All writers are vain, selfish, and lazy, and at the very bottom of their ( Read more... )

So! I kind of forgot to continue writing in my livejournal, even though I attempting to kick start it again. When I have been at the computer for long enough to reflect and write, I am usually doing so - but sending my words in the direction of RC (frequently!) or my favourite long-distance corresponder-acquaintance/friend TW (we one-night-romanced ( Read more... )

Record number of email checks tonight. Fuck. Usually these intermittent, but routine, clicking sprees don't have to go on for too long before I uncover a wonderful-precious pixel formation, brimming with sweet viscousness. But today, of all days, where I feel irritable and impatient, awaking with a sore throat and aching face and pmsing, I am ( Read more... )

Hi livejournal, it's been a while! I've felt this absence for some time, as I often do when I don't write, but I haven't been too moved to do anything about it until receiving a voice message from a long-distance friend last night, "I don't know what you're up to, what you're doing ( Read more... )

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so many things excite me these days. mostly, machines. also, electronics (of course ( Read more... )

unsure if i believe nothing or everything. it feels like discovering all of these mystery parts of something already so complete. i don't have the full picture yet, but i get it. it's whole and glowing inside of me, somewhere.

the stadium vs the cave.

what we know, what we know.

I'm in Montreal this weekend.

I just say it here because not everyone is privy to my facebook status updates. I guess it's specifically for JC - I'm still hoping for a cheap way to DC next week, ideas?

I also really, really need a job. Help?