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May 29th, 2008


09:58 am
I am so deeply happy that Weezer is weird again.


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May 20th, 2008


01:29 am
If I missed someone I really loved and I wasn't ashamed about it, I might send them this snippet of Borges:

Curving oceans and the planet's wastes keep us
Apart in vain; from here in a house far off
In South America I dream of you,
Track you, O tiger of the Ganges' banks.

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May 6th, 2008


11:15 pm
The Singularity is upon us and I don't even own a watch.



"And even the egalitarian view of an Internet that wakes up along with all mankind can be viewed as a nightmare," quoth Vernor Vinge.

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April 26th, 2008


02:53 pm
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April 20th, 2008


01:09 am
If anyone ever finds an old oversized Descendents t-shirt, please buy it for me.

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December 13th, 2007


05:49 pm
Trying to write an artist's statement; batting sentences around:

Toolbox of digital media

Growing up inside the Internet, it's impossible to make art that isn't about it

work that is necessarily self-reflexive: being about and also using technology

heavily influenced by the absurdly awe-inspiring presence of the cosmos

loving the norms of the early Internet and its echoes throughout the quickly-evolving social spheres of web use

fear of Aliens

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November 5th, 2007


04:48 pm
I don't know why people make such a big deal about hearing a pin drop; it's actually pretty loud.

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October 18th, 2007


12:44 pm
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

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September 11th, 2007


10:52 pm
My grandmother died this morning. Although we weren't close -- at least not in my sentient, adult years -- there is something about her death that is tearing me apart. Maybe it's the fact that my father is a kind of orphan now, a child patriarch, or that she died alone, fallen down on the kitchen floor, with no one to call to. I feel suddenly as though we all die as orphans.

When my grandfather died, I sat in my parked car and sobbed, screamed, banged on the steering wheel hysterically for what seemed like hours until Annie knocked on the window in the half-light of dusk with a cup of tea. Today, I'm finding sounds and slowing them down on the computer, until all I can hear are soft tones and I can lie on the living room floor without thinking while I wait for my boyfriend to call me.

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July 18th, 2007


08:20 pm


Life is weird right now; very nebulous. My schedule is fucking ridiculous.

As it turns out, these places hold more information as to my whereabouts:

http://veneermagazine.com/b/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/astro-dudes/
http://www.teamyacht.com

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