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I arrived at work, stepped out of the car, took a couple steps, and thought, What the hell is that slapping noise? I looked down and discovered I had left the house wearing my ratty old Reef flip flops. More, I dont know what I dressed for, but it wasnt to spend the day working as any sort of professional. Im sporting: bed head, stubble,...
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Long rough day of waking up at noon and loafing on the computer. The lovely Adore interrupted that briefly to tell me she was done reading my Fables and Y! The Last Man trade paperbacks. I played journal tag with velocity and was highly entertained in doing so. Then I slunk into town for a couple pitchers of PBR at The Comet Tavern--great dive bar--with...
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Tonight on null:

After a hard day of loafing about and playing on the internet, null goes grocery shopping at Pasta & Co., a tiny chain of gourmet pasta and takeout shops native to Seattle. Fixings for dinner in hand, he returns home to enjoy a late, long shower. Perfectly clean, he cooks dinner. The entree is pesto tortellini (fresh basil puree with pinenuts...
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This morning, I taught myself the Kryptonian alphabet so that I could translate the Kryptonese portions of Superman Batman 8. If you like comics, I urge you to check that one out. I love Michael Turner's art, and the Supergirl appearance was well done.

Then, I had lunch with MisterSatan at Philladelphia Fevre, where he was soundly defeated by a pizza cheesesteak and cheesy fries....
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I'm going to note down a couple observations today. I'll try to have a quirky story or non-thought tomorrow.

First, I've been thinking of reverting to Vegan Fun null. In the past, I've never admitted to being a vegan in uncertain company. Looking at the Veggies group, my reasons for not talking about it seem to still hold: some vegans are very angry. It's almost...
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Three years Ive been coming to the same comic store off and on. Three years shes been working there. Three years of awkward conversation, shy glances, and strained flirtation.

Shes different with the other customersthe sycophantic ones that can scarcely credit a cute woman working in a comic store. She chats with them and flips them shit. Shes not shy in the least; shes a...
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Imagine a birthday that you weren't even close to the center of attention, a birthday that wasn't about you at all. Imagine a birthday where you didn't get to do what you wanted--even though you planned it--because the timing of arrivals put other things the group wanted to do in the fore. Imagine a birthday where even one of the few tiny things that ever...
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"The best part," I whispered as I pushed her little black dress down around her stomach, "was all those people watching us." She moaned and pushed back into me. I paused to nip with my too-sharp incisors at the back of her neck. She moaned more and pushed against me harder as the Town Car slid through downtown. "They were watching us and thinking we...
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No one around--online or in real life. So bored. So alone. Too alone. Too quiet. Too much energy. Feel especially unloved. Wondering if I finally did something wrong. Bouncing off walls. Mind too fast. Attention span too short. This must be how hummingbirds feel. Trying to write and draw and design website all at the same time. Mind racing. Can't get enough stimulation. Thinking alternately...
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Today I bought groceries and had a meal at home. This was my first meal at home in nearly six weeks. I made spinach and tomato radiatore with tomato and basil sauce; red (!) butter leaf lettuce salad with raspberry vinaigrette and pecans; walnut bread with a sea salt, pepper, and olive oil dredge; and blood oranges for dessert. I'm almost not sure why I'm...
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