keith birthday

A somewhat carefully curated sequential presentation of cultural output [work] and/or decontextualized ephemera from various internet-based sources.
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internet chat with me [i’m connected]

I have the internet in my apartment now. There isn’t a modem, but just a cable that runs from the roof, through the hatch in the roof, through a hole above my door, through a hole they drilled in my wall, to a little box and the ethernet cable comes out of that.

I think this means that Russians can ‘observe my activities’ on the internet. Probably shouldn’t ‘watch porn’ cause it would be embarrassing if they would find out. Or maybe I should watch ‘a s***load of porn’ so that they think I’m depraved and leave me alone/question my morals/ethics.

My IP address is ‘fixed’ which means they probably always know where I am. I hope they like my blog. I should try to provide more quality content for my Russian spy-friends, I think they’d appreciate it

But to get back to the point. I now have the ability to ‘gchat’ or ‘skype’ with you. I did it today with a few friends (José, Adrienne) I think it’s fun and I think we both had fun and we had ‘good convos’. José and I talked about the vodka in my freezer and poetry and the Russian bathhouse and we played each other demos. Adrienne and I talked about her art shows and bikes and Russian money and being a ‘real adult’ and waitressing and awkward situations.

so if u wanna chat, gchat/skype me or something.

skype: keithbirthday