May 2012
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April 2012
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March 2012
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A Fiction Writer is Mostly a Champion of Veiled...
‘I don’t want to feel like my life is some sort of endless spiral into predetermined productivity’ he said. ‘I would like to be productive on my own terms.’
He discovered that having any control over your own scheduling was empowering.
‘Being hired by someone is being paid to be a brain attached to an arm, an extension of some other person. The brain is secondary, the arm is the primary element...
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Just now you rolled over in your sleep and asked “Can I have some ice cream please?” I said “We don’t have any ice cream.” You said, “But can I have some ice cream please?” Then I said “What kind of ice cream do you want?” You said, “Yes.”
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GRATIFICATION
‘Why won’t it load’ he says to a tiny screen.
He is trying to find a picture of Russian cigarettes on google.
‘Oh no, the internet on my tiny chinese box made by tiny chinese hands is incapable of delivering this digital content within half an instant’ she says.
He looks at her and kind of smiles; opens twitter: @ikvakikva sez that our inpatience is perhaps our...
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Excerpt from the Youtube Bio of a Sad Lonely...
More about me… I’m wacky silly and I love to look on the bright of of things. Sometimes I get down, but I get right back up again and I start living my life and having fun again. I AM A BORN CREATOR, AN ARTIST, AND A FULL TIME MOTHER.
I have four beautiful children who I love with all of my heart. Their names are Johnathan 8 years old, Chassetty 6 years old, Natin 2 years old and my...
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February 2012
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Recent Memory #4: Interning for Barack Obama
I dreamed that I was Barack Obama’s intern and worked with him in a shared office with one other person. He would sit quietly in his suit at his desk and work on things while I sat across the room from him facing him. My assignment was to write reports about things that obviously didn’t matter, now forgetting all of the subject matter. There was an assistant who was supposed to manage...
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I Want To Be A Smartphone When I Grow Up
I can look at a phone and it can (via me) update a blog check a bank account read a news send a mail call a person scan a product
a phone is a person as much as the person is a person
I want to be a meme be on 324342354 tumblr dashboards get as many tweets a minute as a nip slip
@norwegianarms i think yr blog is gr8 #nipslip
I want to be a blogger when I grow up I want to be a DJ when I grow...
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My bank has an online banking app I can download to my phone.
I use it to check my balance, open the app for blogging and blog this.
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it’s such a shame that when we meet how we’re no longer strangers or independent selves.
January 2012
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I just want to be a ball that means dying
not really
I just want to be a thing that is treated as a thing and/or like other things
I just want forty-six thousand pieces of sushi to enter my mouth with considerable force and be a spectacle at the sushi bar the guy with the sushi flying in his mouth at considerable rates of speed and everybody looks and reacts like; ‘oh what a weirdo with...
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Macintosh Plus - ライブラリ
Listen on Bandcamp
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Recent Memory #3
I am in my bed because I have started going up but I’m not sure exactly how many mushrooms I have eaten but all I know is that I ‘don’t like things anymore’. I try to read a book by Chris Ware, but all the comics are sad and I feel the sadness too much and everything is moving too much.
I text Vika that everything is crazy and I feel uncomfortable even though I’m in...
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December 2011
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Recent Memory #2
I went into the girl’s bathroom at the bar because no one was there yet and she needed the mirror and told me to come with her. I noticed the girl’s bathroom has more sinks than the boy’s.
I was at the bar and I was sitting at a table and my friend was DJing but you couldn’t see them because they were around the corner against a different wall and the seat faced towards...
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Recent Memory #1
I went to a diner in Moscow, by diner I mean ‘diner’ I mean ‘a russian interpretation of an american diner’.
The booze is free, courtesy US Dept of State, so I get a tiny sandwich and then I spend the rest of the money on ‘giant’ frozen margaritas with a few friends but they run out of the giant glasses and I have to wait or just get them in tiny glasses. We waited and drank our giant margaritas...
Statement of Purpose - Recent Memory Series
A new project I’ve decided to undertake, focusing on the randomness of memory through experience and association. Everything is true (or as true as I can remember it) and focuses on memories as they appear and the impressions they leave. As soon as the impression appears, I immediately begin to record the sequence of thoughts and events that occur, and continue to write until the thought is...
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That Man and the Unlocked Stall Door.
I walked into the bathroom and tested to make sure that the stall door was unlocked before entering. I opened the door and a man sat, looked up at me, incredulous, said ‘thanks’.
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I Wonder What Happened To That Woman And Her Penis...
On the bus, a woman sat in front of me and reclined her seat but it was broken and went all the way back into my lap but she didn’t care and she just lay there. She was ugly, when someone is ugly and ignorant I hate them.
She took her coat and put it under her head as a pillow, but the sleeves draped over the sides of the headrest into my lap and onto my legs. I couldn’t say...
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& I am feeling a lil weird cause you tell me to go away
but normally
I’m supposed to be not so far.
or something.
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November 2011
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