October 2003

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dia de los muertos

i am trying.

synaptic plasticity is only a few milligrams away. i can feel it.

how to drown on dry land

quite mad, actually

phoooooooootoshop. mmmmm. yeah.

subliminal or sublingual or subsomething or otherwhere

i was something to say made of my own language however the waves, formless from the start, have fallen into an unearthly glassy trance flatline flowing from the sensation of russian or something quite similar being spoken into a courtesy phone just over my left shoulder by someone sitting surfing the same internet i’m typing [...]

the first night of the rest of my nightlife

i have no idea where to begin

the internet is twelve dollars an hour at kinkos

note: you will either want to turn yoru speakers up, or down. me? i turn them up.

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