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Monthly Archives: February 2003
seizure
I realize the protection of copyright is somewhat important. Though it is not orange alert stuff, it is still significant. But in America, if you are rich and don’t need a tenth of what you possess, then your right to … Continue reading
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excamera
97kB’,CAPTION,’click=fullsize’);”> This scares me. I wanted to be a professional photographer—actually a photojournalist—even before I wanted to be a firefighter. The first camera I fantasized about was a Pentax with a couple lenses. I couldn’t muster the courage, or the … Continue reading
felt better dead
Just woke, too early. Feel like Lazarus. Have to meet Stephanie in a half hour. I am cranky and miserable, and it is not just because of the moment. I have venom running through my veins. Good morning.
friends
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fly
Fifteen minutes. That’s all I have right now. Let’s see how much I can say without slipping into nonsensical-ness. It is all OK. It doesn’t matter what you do, and it doesn’t matter what I do. Everything is perfect. Tragedies. … Continue reading
never so alive
I am so sick to death of everything that I think of to say, that all I can come up with is this stupid diatribe. I ask the guiding entities what the fuck I should do, what should I write—or … Continue reading
Columbia
There’s six inches of fluffy new snow on the ground. Snowflakes are sticking together as they fall, forming big snoflake-matrixes that hover and drift, then hesitate and fall. Depression is like snow on the poppy fields, like in the Wizard … Continue reading
telefile
You have to read this. Is that Ruby Ridge property still available?