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i most certainly did. and he said that he misses you very much

no have you ever seen a snail that was so deformed you couldnt not look?off to work.

banana slugs.

you should see them do it. it's pretty neat.

ive been obsessed with snails and slugs since i was a little kid. they're pretty fascinating.

I miss you , baby gal.~~~

I hate my partner at work, she totally hates me.................

Y can't all girls be super cool like you??

Can you kil her for me?

Thank you for that reply. After the long expanse I thought I had quite possibly just freaked you out and was beyond appropriate response! You have a great style of cut-to-the-chase-of-the-heart-of-the-matter in conversation. It's not that you're blunt or terse; it's that you speak an honesty that has strength to it. Like one magnet to another, attract or repel, no bothering to be marginal or homogenous. That's a diamond in your mouth that I hope all of the best boys in Seattle discover and all the creepy stalkery ones don't! 'Cause they gots magnets too!

Good luck in your brave new world there, Huxley, I'll make a wish for you.

If you make it to Burning Man this Fall, look me up! It would be nice to meet you.

in & of the kinderworld, TimTv

hey, I guess I *almost* met you last night; I didn't realize you were the one driving tawnya around for her ID. Next time

Go to Araya for me

Whoever claimed it doesn't rain here a lot is a fucking liar. It's best to admit it up front.

Anyway, welcome.

love that song whats up fatlip....who im kidding who im i fooling they be like whats up fat lip and i say cooling

People say that it doesnt rain much there?

They must be tourists.

yeah i go home to get tattooed.

i want to be inside Seattle raindrops until pain stops and falls out on a stained sidewalk path and the math of tomorrow will follow and seep the past into something close to the ghost of today cold and grey and warm with a friend...at least until that last cup of coffee ends send the new out into the truth of the blue breaking sky...with eyes open wide

It was good to meet you at the cafe yesterday. If you keep hanging out with Tawnya, I'm sure we'll meet again.

so i went to Namebrand today...Adam is moving to Cali. Jeff will be doing my piece.

So, here it is, in the breakdown:

Minute 1: Looking at your picture, reading a few brief words and deciding to look at more pictures.

Minute 2: Hm! I must see more pictures! And so I look at them all. Strange and interesting. Not just the people and the places, but the angles and the choices of photography. The colors and grays... And I know why I love John Leguizamo, but I wonder why YOU love John Leguizamo.

Minute 10: Having now become hooked by the nature of your photos, I am intent on finding out more; I go to your profile. No WAY does it say Shogun Assassin (My son and I live in the area between Heaven and Hell and expect hardship at all times; in life as well as in death. - Ogami Ito) That and Lightning Swords of Death are 2 of my most-watched films of all time. 10 points for you. If you don't have the whole "Baby Cart" series, I highly recommend it.

Minute 12: In having read your last several journal entries, I am peaked in curiosity. Where does she live now and where is she moving? Who is this boy who makes her giggle so? Is he the one she left while he was sleeping? Is this a temporary sadness or a now impermeable block of immobile weight which has grown between them? So I read on; backwards into the snapshots of time.

Minute 17: i want wings that have a really large span and have lots of feathers so that when people say something stupid i can start fluttering around violently, and hopefully scare them. Ha ha ha. The imagery is great. You with a very stern and serious look on your face shaking these two immense wings at the boy who pixilated your pictures and his supervisor. They react with a mix of confusion and despair.

Minute 20: I was able to deduce that you live near Chicago, since thats where you got tattooed. I read that youre moving to Seattle. With each question felled, more spring up, like the teeth of the Hydra, planted and turning into zombies (or some such mythology). And so the plot thickens and the subplots entertain: I am thoroughly impressed that youve never had a cavity until this year. I am also impressed with your taco eating prowess. It is the stuff of legends to be sure.

Minute 25: I begin to feel like you were a friend I never met. I realize that I actually feel a bit sad that I never got to know you when you were merely 5 hours away, and now youre moving 3000 miles. And I imagine that you feel sad too. There there, dont cry. After the minutes and minutes of our relationship, the memories I have will last a lifetime. I will treasure this completely imaginary one sided conversation as one of the best completely imaginary one sided conversations of my life. I hope that you do go back to eating meat, that you dont go back to smoking, and that you do post more photos of your bodily cartoon as it gets inked. I hope that you have the closure you need to make a clean break to prepare you for your move, I hope that the boy (or boys) dream about you feverishly when youre gone, and I hope that the girl in the photos with you knows just how much she is loved.

I have lost track of the minutes, but it is 1:43am. It was a pleasure to pretend to meet you Miss Saturn, and I shall leave you with this, in hopes that it does you the good that it did me. Yesterday was my birthday, and this is the quote that was on my daily calendar: Better a handful of quietness than both hands full with toil and much chasing the wind. - Ecclesiastes

yours in delirium,
TimTv

i have that crazy thinking problem too.i get to go home and see my friends on friday that i left.

Full Frontal Lobotomy, cures 95% of self imposed misery, but does have the sad side effect of making you a drool a considerable amount.

Hey, do YOU like hash browns?