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Ecliptic's LiveJournal:
| Thursday, February 10th, 2005 | |
| 9:33 pm | evil words. no more. |
| Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005 | |
| 1:36 am | Exercises in inactivity. Avoid that which you must do. Time with her is what makes the weeks proceed. Some day I will be autonomous, and our time will not be so fleeting in that respect. Stomach the software engineer. Tolerate the flow charts and the diagrams. Her kisses Make the mountains crumble And cities tremble. This ecstasy Is that which can Enliven me Her rhapsody. |
| Monday, January 24th, 2005 | |
| 11:10 pm | 11 miles out of reach. |
| 10:28 pm | Hello journal. I miss how things used to be between us. It's so much more complicated now. |
| Tuesday, January 18th, 2005 | |
| 7:23 pm | drip drip |
| Saturday, January 8th, 2005 | |
| 3:33 pm | pulse runs high and aim set low time has come to finish it finish it a single blow die. stomach clenched and tooth on nerve violent image silent words you put me up you put me down in one breath you espouse your love and then you cut my face just to see the distance that my withered smile makes |
| Friday, January 7th, 2005 | |
| 11:46 pm | Retrospection 2004 at a Glance Insert the first sentence of the first post of every month of 2004: Jan - Friday beer conversation: Feb - After sitting here working on Genetic Algorithms stuff for the better part of the night/morning, I found myself wanting a banana due to a banana phantom taste that arbitrarily worked itself into my perception. Mar - Mmmm. Fecal mouth. Apr - I was a much more balanced nerd my freshman year. May - I can no longer write that which entertains myself. Jun - No internet. Jul - I'm house sitting for my brother while he's away at Maine (if I had realized I would've asked to tag along) and it's very cathartic. Aug - Got back from Camp on Friday. Sep - So while I was sitting at work not working, I couldn't help but think... Oct - naive transparent speck raving on love Nov - Utica went well. Dec - so much consequence.... July 6, 2004, 12:54pm "Katie messaged me today. This should prove interesting." |
| Tuesday, January 4th, 2005 | |
| 12:04 am | slept through new year's. :) ribs from dinosaur bbq. phone calls. brad & amber hilarity. nothing at work. sleepy now. missy. shadow huge. peppy likes the under-blanket. so much matty p's. so delicious. gilbert grape. mazapan. stomach rolling. ted incognito. phantom brave. rad. sleep. one line. still doubts/fears. mostly gone. mostly awake. sleep. sleep. dreams of powerlessness. dreams of bohemian camper. 'J-boogie' Sleep. No clothes for tomorrow. Whooops. |
| Monday, December 27th, 2004 | |
| 10:59 pm | addendum: self-loathing |
| 9:21 pm | nausea |
| 8:03 pm | Vegan Christmas Pancakes with my Brothers "Do you play an instrument?" "I can play the pan-flute." "What, you can play the skin-flute?" "Yup." ... "I gotta tell you though, my music's a mess." Bland break. Some games. Some friends. Little. One night. Watched Stir of Echoes again. Contemplated Katie. Went to the aunt's. Cousins are teenagers. Wrong. None of them have the finely honed caustic nerdy misanthropic edge I had at that age. Sad. Amanda & Melissa. Dave & nephew. Mom & I. 'Everyone thinks it's great that he has a kid at 20, but that's a huge responsibility.' Me making a sandwich: 'The bag broke.' Mom: 'No, they didn't use a condom.' ... 'I meant the bag of capicola. You're dirty.' Now I'm back. Heehee. 'A fair amount of that too...' |
| Sunday, December 12th, 2004 | |
| 11:03 pm | Whatever. |
| Tuesday, December 7th, 2004 | |
| 8:51 pm | so much consequence.... plunge it in pull it out and back again |
| Monday, November 29th, 2004 | |
| 8:48 am | upset stomach inconsiderate roomate wonderful girl-friend heavy eye-lids time too short never enough can't get enough things feel so right time to ask for three more months catch a ride let it slide he'll never come back home again chose to return correct decision forgot to clip the nails always so prepared one hand in the jacket unmentionables on my floor never get enough always wanting more |
| Saturday, November 27th, 2004 | |
| 7:38 pm | This weekend was brutal without her. Now she is coming to whisk me away. Thank you so much. Excitement runs through my veins, and percolates up through my pores. I shall shower the rancid smell of ash off of my skin. And weep for my fallen jacket. Go now! Time is wasting. ...up till 4am playing games withe eric. a return to the lost days of yore... oh shit, forgot to call my mom |
| Tuesday, November 23rd, 2004 | |
| 3:45 pm | You would think that being told to chill out for a while, have a cup of coffee, would be a good thing as I'm sitting at work. Nope. I am sooooooooo bored. Ate Pizza Hut Buffet. Every pizza had sausage on it. Blegh. New co-ops seem cool. Good-bye |
| 9:05 am | my roomate sucks at work I'm not sure how he hasn't been fired yet if you have a job, it's sort of assumed that you'll go to it gay. I should make his ass pay more of the rent since his bedroom is twice as large as mine and part of the deal was we'd pay equal rent, and he'd give me a ride to and from work. I've gotten three rides from him in the past three weeks, I think. What a douche. He's so doomed when he gets a normal job, or a co-op at a company that won't tolerate that shit. Although, on the other hand, since he hasn't been here for a while, the kitchen doesn't smell so much like refuse and rotting food anymore. I know that can't be good for your allergies, boyo. Douccccccccche. Rot in hell. He's a good guy when you get down to it, he's just as reliable as a pinto in a demolition derby. And a freak. Oh my goodness, he's a fucking weirdo. I miss Katie. I need my license, so I don't have to walk for about two hours to and from work every day. So I can move out of here. So I can do the things I need to get done. I'm bored writing this. Off to walk to work. Fucking shit-bags. I have no idea what to eat for lunch today. I guess it's split pea soup for me. Mm. Or not. |
| Monday, November 22nd, 2004 | |
| 7:08 pm | Email from my roomate: 09:46:53 AM hey im in rochester.... i dont think ill show up to work today.... i have allergy and medicine i ususally take is out... so see you tonight |
| 9:33 am | but then I saw the lunch she made me |
| 9:17 am | uphill all the way, I think the vision's too big to fit your frame so close to uninstalling aim off to walk to work I guess bad weeks are contagious I look forward to going home I should really go to work I hate this shit. "You won't go." raging anger, that you'll never be truly mine, and if you were, yes, if you were, I wouldn't want you anyway Current Mood: fuck you. errr, angsty I mean. Current Music: Splashdown - Iron Spy |