December 2010
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When were we not on the cusp of some great existential crisis? Camus died young so we don’t have to.
Dec 23rd
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Dec 22nd
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Fear & Loathing: The apartment has become somewhat amniotic and I can feel the XBox pulsing. The couple fighting next door is creeping its way through the wall, and damned are those kids fired up. I wanna say there’s no one in this building that’s older than thirty-eight, but then I remember the strange rent-controlled family downstairs, still speaking Spanish after years of...
Dec 19th
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Smoking out the ears ain’t fun when you’re hacking a lung with your tongue down the throat of the girl who’ll be your first wife, happily ignorant of your intent, but cold enough to share the same proximity as you. And when you hail a cab it’s cramped and hot, happening to live in the same neighborhood anywhere, you worry to be seen with other non-wives and the mothers of...
Dec 18th
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I just need a soul to squeeze, I guess.
Dec 16th
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Dec 15th
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Dec 15th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 12th
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Dec 12th
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Dec 12th
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I have this fantasy whenever I smoke a cigarette that I’ll have a tryst with one of my best friends. It’s this mild preoccupation that comes up whenever the smoke does down, and when it all comes back out, the more of a good idea it might be. There’s some self-absorbed masochism in it, tearing asunder a friendship in favor of something carnal and convolutedly justified. Who knows...
Dec 12th
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Dec 9th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 5th
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“Someone just got a new piano in our building and they are playing so sweetly and it sounds so nice. It feels like being in a movie sort of and having a soundtrack. I just tried to explain this to Matt who is sitting right next to me and he disagreed so I know when he sees this in a second he’s gonna say I’m a big dork. It’s a risk I’m willing to take.” She blogged, in her quiet,...
Dec 5th
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Dec 5th
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Dec 3rd
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Dec 3rd
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Drugs not jobs. You send yourself emails, exclaiming “Kenny power and what people actually say about comparisons to real life, one hand xbox cntrl one hand glass of milk playing rocket halo,” to remind you to jot down the funny things that remind you that you’re funny and considered funny and you live a funny life and you have friends who think you are funny. Your sentence...
Dec 2nd
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I’m 21 today and not much else is going on besides that. Satisfying enough feeling, though. Not displeased at all.
Dec 2nd