tryst

"the true solipsist understands the word 'pain', for example, to mean 'my pain' - he cannot accordingly conceive how this word is to be applied in any sense other than this exclusively egocentric one."

(This is so? Okay then. What are you apologizing for?)

"It would be true to say that no great philosopher has been a solipsist. And as a theory, if indeed it...
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I'm so over it.

My apologies to assorted people I've wronged.

~Daddy, I'm sorry I fucked off in college on your dime.

~Grocery Store, I'm sorry I stole over 10,000 dollars from you. Wait, no I'm not.

~Everyone, I'm sorry I'm always late.

~Everyone, I'm sorry I'm always broke.

~Whitman, I'm sorry I misquoted you that one time in 11th grade.

~Puddy and Holler, I'm sorry I buy generic...
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I've been sleeping on the couch a lot lately. Actually, it's a loveseat, so when I recline into a state of full repose, my feet (note to self: time to cut toenails) stick way off the end. My neck folds up like a Toyota passenger seat against the other end, and somehow I remain comfortable. Not only that, but regardless of the fact that I...
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Unbeing dead isn't being alive.
-Angie Hart/Frente

This is a test:

Wanna see me masturbating with/on various household appliances?

Go HERE.

Yeah.
My point exactly.

Ok. So I finally put up a myspace page for my solo project, MULTI. Go check it out and let me know what you think, but be gentle. I use a dinosaur to record (Roland digital 8 track) and I'm NO sound eng.

If you have myspace, add me!

I just found this short review of my band in an L.A. mag. I thought it was funny, so I'm posting it.

--Rockbot

Do you like Atari? Do you like rock music? Well then why not get your fix with a band called Rockbot, the self-proclaimed "Atari Rock" band. I really couldn't think of a better way to describe them either. They utilize some cool...
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Sentiment. Tokens. Ancient boxed memories of boyfriends and girlfriends and social affluence. Of parties and post-parties and places where you belonged. Pictures of you taking shots with people that you loved that you now hate. Pictures of you in that....whatever happened to that dress? He looks hot. You look happy. Letters that say "I love you." Cards that humbly state "forgive me." Poorly written poetry...
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Lately I find myself breaking all kinds of rules. Rules I made for myself. Rules that were originally based on reason. If I were really all that free-spirited, would I have had them in the first place, or am I demonstrating my free spirit by breaking them joyfully. Do I enjoy guilt?


My questions are ---

Are rules guidelines or boundaries?

What are some of...
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