junkeragentseed

you left out my favorite part, by the way.

okay, maybe there's a woman somewhere
who's still thinking of me
or a girl with coal black hair
who's haunted in her dreams
but what they've seen, it wasn't me
it's just some lie they slept beside
yeah, i kept this from them
but i can't keep this from you.

-conor

so, for fifteen minutes this...
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roommate: oh yeah, so r_____ im'ed me a few days ago.
me: who did? r_____?
roommate: i hadn't heard from her in a while. at least since i was at home.
me: r_____, my ex-girlfriend?
roommate: yeah. the thing was, that was when you were in portland and we didn't know where you were. so i could have said to her, "yeah, scott might be...
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funny how everything in seattle seems darker and colder and lonelier than it did when i left.

wait, no. not funny. the other thing. cruel and tragic.

evil shenanigans.

edited to add: hey, there i go, screwing things up again with my mouth. shut it up, me.

"is the mountain okay?" he asked, and my mind went as blank as it's ever been. standing there in front of the shrink-wrap machine, i might as well have been in a coma.

after a moment, i recovered sufficiently to think, is the mountain okay? what in the blue blazes are you talking about? what mountain? mount rainier? i mean, that's the only mountain around...
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i'm spending today in bed with my computer. to commemorate this momentous event, a quote from one of the best tv shows ever, that is at least mostly applicable.

Det. Frank Pembleton: You know, every day I get out of bed and drag myself to the next cup of coffee. I take a sip and the caffeine kicks in. I can focus my eyes again....
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the best time of the year comes earlier here than i'm used to. late enough that it starts getting chilly and the sun sets sooner, but early enough that i haven't been creamed by S.A.D. yet. i want to walk around and take pictures at sundown with someone, but i have nowhere to go, no camera, and no one to go with, for that matter....
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so.

i am glad my self apologia had the desired effect, at least on those who read it. i won't let you down!

ten minutes after i read the new carissa's wierd, scrap book, was available in record stores, and not just on tour as i previously thought, i was out the door. that's the time it took to find a nearby record store...
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i spent a lot of time at work thinking about what i wanted to write today. (lord knows there's not a lot else to think about, although i have found that comedy makes the time pass faster than music. anyone know any good standup cd's, other than those of david cross?) i used to think it was a load of bullshit when people talked about...
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two things:

1) i had a dream last night (yeah, i hear you saying, how many interesting stories begin like that? well, you've got some attitude, mister) in which i tried heroin for the first time, and it felt every bit as good as i'd always hoped. it was like an orgasm that just kept going, and all i could do was lie down...
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scene: me, working quietly, alone, in a warehouse, taking old business records out of boxes and putting them in other boxes and listening to npr.

some guy: hey, you, what kind of music you like?
me: um, i... i'm listening to npr...
some guy: rock?
me: uh... what kind of...
some guy: punk?
me: punk? yeah...
some guy: well, my boyfriend's brother-in-law is in this...
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