looks like they just found the third body. nearby. now the road from my village to the village where i work will be closed as a crime scene. this one is a lot closer, so it may be one or more of my "neighbors" who is responsible. didn't i tell you so? i knew they were crazy, i tried to warn you all.

great weekend for me to be alone up here at the end of the trail.

not that any of this is about me. but they are here somewhere, and everyone knows it.

i'm letting loose a few of the hounds just in case.

my condolences of you Sorabjites with sexual malfunctions, or structural failings, or just pains in the ass or nearby regions. i know what you mean.

missing that T1 connection.

wishing Nate a belater happy birfday.

Wondering why Sheila's eXaminer URL won't work. And how her new gig is going.

And telling her fret not -- the ducks will fight to the death to protect her.

preparing for a long and tiring day at work. If you live in D.C. and have cable tv, You can catch a glimpse of me on Channel 13.

So naturally, while getting ready for this monstrosity (sp?) of a day I'm BLASTING Prince's "Sign O' The Times" album and ROYALLY pissing off mother dearest.

FUCK EM!

I'm almost to the point where I like this album better than that whole Purple Rain experience.

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trying to diplomatically let ratboy know he's not coming with me to the roots' show, and that if he insists on following me around roseland tonight, i'm gonna knock him the fuck out. i've gotta put up with his shrill, squealing idiocy all day at work... ("hey! i may be pale but i'm hung like a brother!", "hey! i can flow with the best of 'em!", "hey! what does a scandisk do?") no way in hell i'm dealing with that shit on my own time. biggest drawback about this promotion is that i can't really tell him to "just shut the hell up" anymore.
i don't wanna have to work with the guy, much less socialize with him. fucking office politics.
i'm almost tempted to let him hang out, make him match me shot for shot in tequila shooters, then have perez drop him off in the south bronx at 3 in the morning.

i'm sure he'll be a big hit with the uptown brothas.

downloading Shockwave.

finishing the Fritos, getting ready to make my covered dish for tomorrow, and still resonating from the powerful sound of the Northern Harmony group that paid us a visit. They have a powerful alto with a tiny little mustache. She and her sister sang a beautiful song with Virginia in it, with more soul than any white people I've ever heard.

well i just loaded up, my bike to go to the shop to get ready for the summer. im fixing to lay a track that is humming in my head before i go to sleep.....man i gota headache!...later

floundering. Or should that be foundering. Hmmmm....I really don't know now. Maybe because I just saw Animal House I chose floundering.

Anyhoo, I can't post messages anymore. *sob*

You disappear for a couple of weeks and look what happens. Now it seems that a password is required to post. I can't remember if I ever had a password. Don't think so....shit. I can't remember anything these days.

Mark? A little help here? Por favor???

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i think the message boards are experiencing technical difficulties, pet rock. what i want to know is, who is that guy at your computer, mark?

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well i just got through talking with my neighbor, if it wasnt for the 3 kids and hubby i think she would come over for a night of wine and dine...she always flirts

somebody please remind me that i put the Scapanamus latinamus in my sock drawer, not being certain of its deadness. i gave it a little mouth-to-snout, and nothing seems wrong with it except the lifelessness, so i put him there to see if he comes out of the coma, or becomes a rigid comma.

he gets a few hours to revive, if he doesn't then it's into the freezer with the other biofacts.

who is that guy? in mark's office messing with mark's stuff?

Sheila, while on the page I can't look up the scappywhoozits on google. WTF is it? And you left it in the sock drawer. Don't forget it or your socks will smell bad (i assume whatever it is smells when decomposing...unlike, say, a koala -- I made that up, koalas probably smell bad when dead, their pee just doesn't smell bad). For those who offered sympathy and asked after my health, I am fine. Mom (she's and RN) and I narrowed it down to busted ovarian cyst or flu. Probably the former (closer symptoms fit and there's a hereditary tendency and she had them...she in fact blew out her whole right ovary). Looks like I will have to go on the freaking pill again, and blow up like a house (where does that expression come from, anyone?). It's ok, I like being chubby. It makes me look younger. And Sheila, that possibly DEAD critter is in yer sock drawer.

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And I don't know who that guy is, but he's almost as cute as Mark. (I LOVE men with arty or nerd glasses).

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it's a rodent, a mole, no eyes, big hands, fine fur. the strange thing is that he's not moving, but not getting stiff either (sorabjites, just leave that alone, i know it could start an undending string but let's not). i know they go into a semi-hibernation with suspended metabolism, but i don't know why he was in the daffy bed. i'll give him till tomorrow, then find a stethescope that will fit his little chest.

today's picture is of course the best ever. a classic. i printed it and am using it for my stationery. thank you, mark.

looking outside my apartment window at all the fire trucks lining up in front of my building... 1:00PM may be afternoon to some folks, but it's breakfast time to me... which means it's also too damn early for any unpleasant experiences.
let somebody else's building burn down.
i haven't even had my cornflakes yet.
(not to mention my renter's insurance approved.)

margret, hope everything works out with your body. i thought you were just kidding about having ovarian cysts. sounds pretty serious.
i always wondered how women dealt with being pregnant. shit, that would freak me out. the whole idea of having some other entity growing inside my body gives me the willies... and what's worse is that it's basically a crap-shoot. you never know what you'll end up with. take my mom for instance: nine months of hassle and discomfort only to be strapped down with a garden-variety asshole like me.

troubles.

hey sheila, i turned on the television yesterday and saw some video feeds on the news from your neck of the woods. that whole situation looks like bad business. keep an eye on your neighbors. and next time the cameras point your way, jump up and down and wave or something.
i wanna see some sheila.

swine,

when they catch those guys and hold the trial across the street from my office i'm sure you will see it on the news. i'll be the one standing on the fourth floor balcony wearing a SORABJI.COM t-shirt.

i hope i get to meet some sorabjites before then; this could take a long time. and it's more gruesome than you will ever imagine.

thanks to all who reminded me: the rodent is dead and has gone from the sock drawer to the freezer with the rest of the rodentia. a very fine specimen, one of my best.

wondering where i can get my sorabji.com t-shirt.

sheila, didn't you say you were going to be having some important guests this summer? i just assumed it meant a top-secret sorabjiite gathering.

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hush

100% blown away.

my heros are my mother, my father and my brother. my sister and i share the same soul.

shit. i'm drunk. me and my brother are the first americans in the family. looks like we're gonna be the last.

goodnight new york.

shit. god damn. get off yo' ass and...
domino's won't deliver my pepperoni/sausage/onion/pepper/anchovy pizza. bastards. this means i have to stumble down the street and get a pastrami sandwich. my head hurts. too much to think about. should i stay or should i go? fuck. too much to think about and nobody to bitch to. except you. and who the hell are you, anyway?!? stop staring at the fucking screen and get me my pastrami sandwaich dammit!!!

FUCK!

ok the dude in the web cam pic has been the same for 2 days, someone hit control/alt/delete...please to unfreeze him....is that pen stuck in his mouth....just wondering?

Wondering who's that dude in Mark's office? (Who is not even remotely as cute as Mark!) And begging Swine to stay in NY at least thru the 1st wk. of June. I'm coming back for a wedding & I DEFINITELY wanna meet ya F-2-F & get expensively inebriated.

And fretting abt our Sheila. I wd never have thought that anyone wd get murdered in the hinterlands where you live. (Mistaken for a bear or a deer & shot/sure. But that's different.) Yr critters love you/but they really can't protect you...If you haven't got an equalizer, Sheila/I'd be happy to send you one -- they're easy enuf to come by here in FL. (But is it illegal to mail somebody a piece?)

Watch yr back, Sheila. Becuz whoever the killer is/he probably isn't some random stranger from outta town. Serial killers don't troll national parks looking for victims.

(And I'm sorry that yr rodent died. Unless of course/he was just a common household pest.)

disagreeing with R.C. I think mystery man is waaaaaaaaaay cute!

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wondering if today is the day someone will take, my life with the ignorance of driving. or maybe i will win the lottery..hmm sounds cool...but either way it all you can do is kick back and enjoy the ride.....im laying trachs ahead of me but, i cant see where their headed.......well off to the rat race....

wondering if today is the day someone will take, my life with the ignorance of driving. or maybe i will win the lottery..hmm sounds cool...but either way it all you can do is kick back and enjoy the ride.....im laying tracks ahead of me but, i cant see where their headed.......well off to the rat race....

Just got back from Chicago. I was at a conference interviewing for a job. $30k a year is much better than i ever thought my first job would pay.

Ate like a hog. I recommend the Old Timer's on Michigan and I think s. Water st, friendly as hell, good grub, good prices.

I was sucked into the Virgin megastore. I go a Killing Joke Remix CD, the new one by black tape for a blue girl, Marley's "Survival", Yo La Tengo's "Ride the Tiger" and MAterial's "Hallucination Engine". Wish I could still smoke up to listen to this stuff, it's awesome. Rufus Wainwright was doing an in-store while I was shopping. I have to say, he's really good.

The House of Blues should be called the House of Whites. (Artwork rocks, tho).

Been ages. So much shit flying around my mind. Been having weird post break up dreams lately - talking to my ex for hours in one, then her taking out a restraining order in another. Pretty freaky shit. It's funny, because I've been going out way too much lately (hence the absence here). Staying out till 4am on work nights and 7am on the weekends. If it hasn't already, it will soon begin taking its toll, but somehow it all feels necessary. Been seeing different people, but the whole dating dance, acting macho, etc. feels so shallow and put on. It's funny cause it reminds me of my job. Which has also been pretty fucked up
Saw a program Pepsi's doing for a churches in Chicago which they need a name for. The brief talks about how they want to drive sales in the "African-American Community of Chicago" so they're going to get people to redeem bottle caps for a chance to win shit for their church. Now this New York anti-religious establishment type doesn't hold the church so high myself, but it's so fucked up to be using it to push sugar water to the black community. Ran into an old school friend this weekend who inspired me to get out of this ridiculous business.
Spoke to my younger cousin last nite. One of his best friends from high school was just run over by a car. Poof, that's it. I remember meeting him, this funny guy from Ireland. And now he's gone. I feel for my cousin, he's taking it hard. We were saying how it puts shit in perspective. How you need to do what makes you happy and now wait around too long. People die every day, but we just make an effort not to notice. We only pay attention when it's put right up in your face. It's scary shit.

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watching people use god to sell sugar water to black people in chicago.

trying hard not to vomit.

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Billy, rest assured TRYING to use God to sell is not the same as using God to sell. Noone's quite as dumb as various marketing strategies wish.

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Thinking we need to start a board to cheer Billy up. Lemme see what's open in the General Goddamn Chitchat zone...

Billy, after I broke up with my fiancee, I dreamt about him for 2 years. It didn't mean anything.

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finally its you mark.....smile!

finally its you mark.....smile!

Agreeing with Jimbabe about the cutie pie...intelligent looking men (AKA nerds) always got my attention.

My mom-in-law found out that I'm taking a trip home to NY next month so now I'm stuck spending one of my vacation days in Manhattan with her. Yipee...

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Telling Dani she can still blow off her mom- in-law & go hang out in NY.
Here's the scam: Two days before you're due to arrive/call her & swear that yr firend in ____ (pick a place too far to drive to) was just hospitalized due to a) a car accident b) hepatitis c) brain fever or whatever. You just found out abt it were lucky enuf to be able to transfer yr ticket to NY for a ticket to ____ so you can be at her bedside. She'll admire her son's wife for her willingness to sacfirice so much to help a friend in distress. Then you can go to the city & hang w/yr pals -- just be sure you stay away from her usual haunts. And tell yr husband so he can cover for you!

(I promise myself that if I ever get married /he will be an orphan. With no siblings.)

Paintin' my nails in Nutmeg, Limited Edition, by Revlon.

Shore is purdy.

fixing to go to bed and pull up dream i woke up from this morning i hope!

with all this info mister i think your running a conspiracy here, are you turming into a "big brother"...what makes you any different than a trader, if life sucks so bad there are other windows!

Convinced that R.C. is WAY smarter than that average bear!
Your plan was nothing less than brilliant but there is just 1 problem...hubby is the one who gave me away to his Mom about me going to NY.
But, I've been thinking...if I drive into Manhattan around 10 in the morning, mom-in-law has to be to work at the hospital at 2 in the afternoon. She'll need about an hour and a half to shower and catch a cab. So, I'll only have to stay with her for like 2 and a half hours. See? Then, I can say I did my part and all is good. She'll get to see my daughter for a little while and I wont be stuck with her the entire day!
R.C. Girlfriend, you deserve an award for that excellent scheme you thought up though!!
Next time I'm in a serious dilemma, I'm comin' to you to get me out of it!

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thinking: New York's all right if you like saxophones.

New York's alright if you wanna freeze to death.

60 degrees and beautiful in downtown manhattan.

new york's alright.

staring at a guy in his office

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Looking at my monitor

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do something more interesting on your camera.... this is rather dull

wishing jon and phillip were gay

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a petty bourgeois bitch.

updating my resume.

the minute i get an international position is the minute i pack my bags.

if all else fails, i'll join the french foreign legion and become a soldier of fortune.

either that or just be a bum and hang out on the beach in Goa until my money runs out.

doesn't even matter. just as long as i get the hell out of this insanity.

tech support is the devil's work, and i am a man of honor.

I'm so goddamn overjoyed that we have the week off.

That my love life is picking back up from the shambles the last bastard girlfriend left me.

I'm so happy that I'm in the place I am at the time I am... Nothing can bring me down, not Y2K, or school, or anything, not my friends women problems, not my other friends housing deliemma, not the fact that this may turn out to be a total mistake.

Yet, than again, it could be a great thing... Maybe!

I'm sitting at work... "Selected for Call. Awaiting connection..."
work at Apple Computer in Austin Tx. I paged you earlier today...
I do Service Provider Support... pretty dull but it passes the day.

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thinking: New York's alright if you like carjackers.

Once again wasting time, but wondering how my hands got so dirty

Checked out Alkan and Sorabji yesterday.

Swine: they have lots of fancy software developers in France. Just a hop and a skip from Italy. Go for it. Check out dice.com.

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wondering if scrabble is broken.

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telling nnnn, that I'm gay. *wink*

Danipoo... tell me again when your gonna be in NYC. Ok?

R.C. Can ya help me worm my way out of paying for utility bills?

Oh, and yesterday I went to the ATM machine and requested $60. It gave me $120. Receipt said $60. When I called the automated bankline, only $60 had been deducted. The ATM is not *my* bank.

Will they catch on?

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thinking: New York's alright if you like aggressive panhandlers.

ever been to new york? the pan handlers in manhattan are pretty mellow, actually. much more mellow than, say, seattle. the majority of people in new york (panhandlers or not) wouldn't start being aggressive to strangers for something as petty as change. that kind of behavior just isn't consistent with self-preservation.
and as far as car-jacking goes, that's what new jersey is good for.
new york is alright if you like random violence, music, police harassment, multi-ethnicity, pizza, falling scaffolding, over-priced consumer items, under-priced hot goods, assholes, supermodels, paranoia, and general lunacy.

hating being inside, its the first truly awesome day of spring here, about 70 degrees (and the weather channel asaid high of 43)!

Wondering who the cute girl is next to mark.

off to Italy next week. It's probably the only other place I could live besides New York. My friends there say that it's already beach weather up north -- molto fico. Between that, the food, and my friend's recording studio there it should be 10 days of bliss. I'm all over it.

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Ever notice that the people who whine about how horrible new york is are usually trying to console themselves for living somewhere worse?

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I live in Montana.
I'm tired of snow.

My eyes are also burning in their sockets. I made the mistake of attempting to pop the contacts in today... Something went drastically wrong. I stepped outside and my eyes started bugging out like someone was shining a spotlight at my retina. I couldn't keep my eyes open, and my eyes were twitching and I couldn't see. People thought I was having a seizure.

I took them out and now my eyes just hurt.

Ouch.

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watching mark dribble his coffee cup.

Finishing my rough draft of my last chapter for my thesis.

laughing hysterically... You're right, Billy, it doesn't get much worse than this...

Recovering from Mono in his dorm room in California. He really appriciates Mark's work. It all seems so familiar. He likes Mark's style and random subject matter.

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trying to get through another boring day at the office. maybe i'll do some creative writing to pass the time. maybe porn. i bet i could write awesome porn.

your tax dollars at work.

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hi

waving the problem client bye-bye.

best wishes, you miserable blood-sucking, baby-eating, senior-citizen raping bastards.

they've been nothing but a pain in the ass since day one.

after 5:00PM today, my job will become much easier.

Gonna go get my airline tickets this coming Friday Jimbabe so I'll let ya know the exact dates...K? Then, you can go get Sweetie Petey and drive to NY so we can hit a male strip show!!!!

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you are a creepy old man! You have far too much free time on your hands

I want to find out what I can do to save the dog of my nextdoor neighbors.The dog is beaten every day,I almost feel no help from authorities.I own four cats and have a love for all animals.I would like to have the dog taken from my neighbors,they should be punished!

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Telling Kristin to sneak over & set the dog free. Living by it's wits is better than being beaten. If you have a no-kill shelter in yr area/drop it off there. Hopefully someone will adopt it.

Telling Billy I no longer have one whit of sympathy for him! Anyone who gets to spend 10 days in ITALY doesn't need my fucking sympathy. I'm sure those Italian babes will make you forget all abt yr ex.

Being pissed off that the reservations server at SW Air is down. Gotta isgn off so I can call them & book my flight to NY. Land of cheap street food/free street music /& random police brutality. I can't wait to get back there!

[Swine -- can I meetcha somewhere? I'll be in town from 5/26 - 6/2.]

JUST GOT THOUGH BURPING TRYING TO DECIDE WHAT THIS TASTE IS IN MY MOUTH

mourning for Danipoo's life once Pete sees her "Sweetey Petey" posting.

ROFL

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not able to argue with RC.

I lived briefly in Italy (i'm going out for a friend's wedding) and was once told that looking at women all day was the national sport of Italy. Now I never played little league, but this seems like a sport I can get into.

FYI, Sabena has rt tix to Milan for all of april for only $290 from nyc. Maybe it's a good spot for a sorbji gathering?

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$290?
damn. i could get down with that. i want to go visit my brother over there anyway.

how far away is Rome from Milan?

can't remember exactly, but I think around 5 hour train ride. More or less.

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sorabji gathering in Milan?


i'm so there.

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I'm serious, where are the t-shirts? I'll pay! In advance! Mark, you're sitting on a gold mine here, man. Make it elegant, and understated, but then print a bunch on flamingo pink for me. I once saw a presentation on Waters' Pink Flamingos, in which it was broken down thusly: Pink Flaming Os. I also once ate at a buffet line at John Waters' home. My other brush with fame!

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goddamn you're cool margret.

Gotta go practice tonight, then use my psychic powers to addle the normals at the shit hole bar tonight.

Is he mocking me? Sem, are you mocking me?

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Twerp laid an egg.