Looking forward to a palindromic year.

I can hardly wait for 02:02:02 on 02/02/02. That will be the high point of my universe.

Although 02/02/02 itself will be fine for its full 24 hours.

Hooray for 2002! Away with 2001!

wondering y i havent been to bed yet.

http://www.zfilter.com

walking in the frreezng rain in my birthday suit on New Years Day.

what about 20:02 on 2002? oops! it's already happened.

Happy New Years,I love all of you.

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Decompressing after a brief vacation. The polar bears at Central Park Zoo look worn around the edges, hope it's just a seasonal moult thing. Suspect my son Blake is one of the few babies to disturb the toney Cupping Room crowd with irritable fussing...

Also remembering that I never asked moonit, why mellular phone?

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feeling a cold coming on, must go and procur treatments to fight it.

Also had a bad allergy attack last night. I am tired from lack of sleep, stressed from how screwed up one of our projects is, and elated that this lady likes me.

checking the snow outside. just a light blanket at present. lusting after a digital camera bigtime.

bringing in poppies and freaking to the 1999 2000 and 2001 pictures from the Sorabji Calendars

I know I stand in line,
until you think you have the time
to spend an evening with me

And if we go some place to dance
I know that there's a chance
you won't be leaving with me

And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
and have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid like,
"I love you"

I can see it in your eyes
that you despise the same old lies
you heard the night before

And though it's just a line to you
for me it's true
it never seemed so right before

I practice everyday
to find some clever lines to say
to make the meaning come true

But then I think I'll wait
until the evening gets late
and I'm alone with you

The time is right
your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night's so blue

And the I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid like,
"I love you"

Katja, its because moonit is really a Mel, Mel rhymes with cell. Cellular=Mellular.

I'm quite the grown up you know.

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hadn't even heard of robbie williams until last month

Dammit Cat, now I'm going to be singing that all day.

delaying getting started.

intermittenly holding the antenna to this radio so Stern doesnt completely fade away.

a little grumbled. a totally unneccessary scrap with the wife late last night leaves me feeling a little alone this morning.

I want to walk to work feeling the deadweight of her love,lust and trust rather than the deadburrowweight of contempt, annoyance and sexlessness.

Im slightly comforted by the fact that i was so right, and I should have an apology coming anytime now.

Yeah.

Its been rainy and cloudy in LA since Ive been back.

This new perfume someone gave me over the holidays is alright. Jago by Lagerfield or something like that.
I like it because it smells like a high class, executive secretary is sitting right underneath my console or sitting behind me.

Only in that regard do I feel good.

My perfume, making me feel i have a classy "executive administrator" at my beck and call. Classy executive administrators have neat apartments, all the condiments you can imagine and some of the best sheets around. Im betting they also do the best foreplay. Anticipation and support being such a key attribute in their classy executive positions.

Their cars are also fairly neat, and if they happen to smoke, the mess is only slight, enough to make you think they love ROCK AND ROLL. You know, the rock and roll high class executive administrators. Those are the kind you can wank about cruising 65mph down the highway to Heart's "Barracuda" her black executive skirt being pulled every so higher, to reveal her executive "undergarment administrators" (i.e. garters and stockings). Again, support and anticipation are key attributes to these high class executive administrators. These rock and roll classy executive administrators still thinking making out to Zepplin is the be all end all, and their sure to flip the tape over when its down. Support and anticipation are key attributes to uppity executive administrators, the kind i like to fuck.

happy that it's a brand new year. Full of possibilities. Let's make it a good one. Whaddyasay?

catching up on WAYD.

also admonishing Natebaby for having the nerve to slander us cocksuckers by comparing us to the likes of Bush and Sharon!

how about dimwitted fuckwads?

oh, hi guys! happy new year.

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Wasting the last half an hour of my work day. Watching the clock seconds tic off, browsing some old bookmarked sites. When will Craig Mitchell finish My Boot? http://www.myboot.com/

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outta beer.

just a boy who woke up one day a man.

my secrets keep me whole.

This is my last Sunday at the newspaper. Then I work Tuesday and its all over, fin, finto, ends.

Five days off and then up to Dorkland for training for a week.

eeeek

"I HAVE A CRUSH, ON YOUR SKELETON"

I watched the baby yesterday while his moronic mother went to have her second abortion.Two kids already that she can't take care of and she gets knocked up again.That could have been my grandaughter.Also she's trying to move back in with us,but no,I can't take her anymore.I think she's just a horrible person.I just feel such shame and sadness for her turning out like she did.

Reading about the tuxedo fight upsetting Marks trashcans.
and others

thinking that i want to change the world, but realizing that i'm just not big enough.

it's all rather depressing.

the chall
enge isn'
t in the
rectum, i
t is the
rectum.

listening to elvis songs. going to sleep on the living room rug.

just you wait and see, the people i met, braving those angry skies. there'll be blue birds over the white cliffs of dover... tomorrow, when the world is free.

i am looking forward to my new life. looking forward to getting back to me. whoever that is and/or was.

now i'm listening to bagpipes

thinking about the new Austin Powers movie.

I see they are filming it across the street at the Chinese theater.

There must be somepart in it about the release of Austin's "movie" called "Austinpussy".


why am i giving this any thought?

requesting mailing information.

i have some random things for those who might be interested [as well as trust me].

please email.

especially patrick, wisper and sarah.

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Dave Thomas is dead. I wonder if the flags are lowered at Columbus Wendy's, or if the employees have to wear black armbands or something.

Where's the beef?

procrastinating

http://www.basha.org/

trying to get all the teeny little bubbles in my Purell Hand Sanitizer to join up and make on big giant super bubble.

it's really hard.

Go away cough! Go away! I want to be healthy and mobile when i get to Mobile!

I'll be glad to leave behind the office stress for a while. Our new lab director makes me nervous in that I am not really sure she gets me when I say that a historic artifact catalog form has to look a certain way or it's useless to me. We'll see.

ok.
all the teeny bubbles are gone and there only on big giagantor one.

it's really boring.
i miss the little ones.

this is some freaky gelatinous muck.

Feeling like a heel because i don't have the guts to say anything ("sorry"?) to a coworker who just got laid off.

I have no job for five whole days. Wooohoie

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too tired to move.

I have survived 3 days of the Visit from Ted (the man with the truck who moves things). 4 more to go. Every muscle and nerve in my body will be frayed by that point.

Somehow, this is exhilirating.

reading other people's mail. there a guy named bobby whose mail keeps coming to my house. i've tried to send it back as "wrong address," but it keeps coming. it's always deliquent notices of some kind - hate mail. today's is for a traffic ticket:

date of offense: 12-05-01
offense: no driver's license
location: 1100 riverside drive.

A Warrant may be issued for your arrest unless....

travelin' riverside blues.

mattie the cat came back from the hospital today. she got fixed. she's been avoiding me.

planning a party at my studio for my wife's 30th birthday party.

Any of you sorabji fuckers going to be in the 2nd week of Feb let me know.

One of my workmates (well from the old job) committed suicide last night.

I'm in shock. His wife is the reception/office manager there.

He has two kids, an 18ish year old and a six year old.

And know he's gone.

Tortured and Selfish Man.

at work but actually have nothing to do. I mean totally nothing. its hot outside but its freezing inside. I hate the air con. I want to be rollerblading by the beach.. Cant get my brain off this boy. Hes in his own world and dosnt need me in it. Whats with Australian boys :( He's an asshole but he makes me laugh.

too scared to put it here.. i wonder why

Aussie sweetie pie...

i don't think it's specific to just the Australian boys...

i officially give up on all of them in general. They're exhausting...

of course this means i'll probably die alone with fifty cats, collecting bits and pieces of string, growing a little whispy beard and screaming at a mess of neighborhood children who frighten each other by saying i'm a witch...

still you've got to laugh haven't you...?

reeling

of all the celebrities I've had the opportunity of seeing and hear speak here, where I work...i think i've just seen two of the most interesting.

Ali and John Voight...Ali finally got his star.

The man was shakin like a leaf but his wit is still there.

wondering about this:

http://www.boston.com/dailynews/011/region/Girl_9_charged_with_sexual_ass:.shtml

the url and the story.

listening to melanie safka and dusty springfield and drinking beer and going to the bathroom but not necessarily in that order.

listening to tinkly wsbj Chopin for a min., before I haul myself over to the warehouse with the new patterns. they'll never appreciate the hours i spend slaving over a hot spreadsheet to do this. wishing i could just play forever. going to play with my coolpix 885 later.

i'm going to feel a vacuum after this project is all over. no more need to get up at 6:30.... i will have to get my vacuum filling skills in gear. one thing's for sure, you can't fill a vacuum with TV like you used to do. It's just too bad to watch.

I just saw the Space
Ghost with Bjork as
Space Ghost's wife.

It nearly makes up for
me SOAKED CARPET.

And I wish I meant
SOAKED CARPET in a
sexual way,
but

I mean it in the SUMP
is spitting out water
after the plumber was
supposed to roto
rooter it last week.

Now BODY COUNT is
on SPace GHost and
he just said

My Name is Space
Ghost, I have got a
super heroic
behind,and I'm about
to shake it.

shit i csnt typoe so
funny
hahahahahahaha

'do you want to know what gives it away?' he said, 'it's the shoes'

When President Bush fainted from his pretzel going down the wrong way after he recoverd he told reporters that his momma always said to chew his pretzels before swallowing, he kind of reminded me of Forrest Gump.

Hoping we get Bill Parcells here to Tampa Bay.

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wanting everyone to get their lazy fat asses back to the scrabble boards. PRONTO!

pondering becoming a C# geek.

fucking christ.

just for the record... it's *always* the shoes.

thinking Arthur Anderson could do a bang up job on my taxes!

watching daytime tv. Martha Stewart, Today Show, Regis and some new perky chick, saltwater fishing in the Bahamas (!), Rockford Files, MASH, religious shows. I should be doing errands before I go into work, but fuck it.

reading a hilarious and disturbing letter written to the editors of "Culture Wars" magazine about finding one of our children's books ("Daddy Has a Roomate") in the local library. She goes on to ask "What about Sodom and Gomorrah?"

In relating an anecdotal story about the adoption of their child, she cites America's "abortion mills", "homo parades" and "revealing dress" as reasons why Mother Teresa didnt allow her children to be adopted to the US (or Saudi Arabia)...and on and on and on.

THIS, mister watcher, is one of the many reasons i enjoy the benfits of chemical alteration.

Living side by side with religious crackpots is reason enough to shoot a boot in your vein.

listening to Opus 111. how could anyone ever say that "classical music" is "soothing" ??

hehehehhehhehe

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waiting for that 3 day weekend to start. Partying tonight, sleep tomorrow, ski Sunday, sleep Monday.

Putting off doing something productive. Thinking about how on such a nice day, I really should just cut out of work and go get some marzipan. Maybe I will.

I spilled a big thing of juice all over the sidewalk when I came in this morning. I'm kind of pissed. It was good juice, too.

getting a buzz on - two
beers and just finished
a glass of mead.
I am cheering on Ali,
the cute challenger on
Beat The Geeks, the
best game show ever.

GO GIRL!!!

She's smart and cute.
I'm buzzed.

In a good mood, got
everything done at
work today I needed to.
Job well done.

I'm feeling talkative.
I should download
Yahoo IM onto here.

My last post and
sundries on the
pornolizer:


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1/18/2002, 6:54 PM
semillama is:
getting a buzz on - two
beers and just finished
a glass of mead.
I am cheering on Ali,
the cute challenger on
Beat "Give it to me" The
Fucks, the cuntlicking
best game show ever.

GO GIRL!!!

She's smart and cute.
I'm buzzed.

In a fingerfucking good
mood, got
fistfucking done at
work today I needed to.
Job well done.

I'm feeling talkative.
I should download
Yahoo IM onto here.

goldam!

brandy is GOOD!

I now have the Nat'l
Geographic channel I
have discoverd.

tghank you bob.

I *so* dig that pornolizer. It makes me laugh myself into non-stop joygasms. I really have the dirty little schoolgirl mind.

It's a part of why we
love you so,cat.

so, let me know what's
up, eh? I'llreciprocate.

or recipro-cat.

I damn well will get to
OZ one of these days,

about to go to prison to see a client. the fucking nazi bastard prison guards are pissing me off.

Fighting off Inspiration

What has happened to COMedy centrals "That's My Bush" - - ?

Hail the chief.

How 'bout that ThemePark on SouthPark. Where are the "money managers" HAH!

making a vow.

i vow never to set a goal again. not a long term one, not a short term one, not a practical one, and definitely not a personal goal.

never.

and so may this vow - yea, this oath - be sealed in lights and born witness by sorabjites[sic] and random surfers washed up upon these shores.

miserere pro nobis.

sounds like a good goal, droopy.

Last night
She said
Oh baby, I feel so bad
When you turn me off
When I feel left out

...

And people, they don't understand
And girlfriends, they can't understand
Your grandsons, they won't understand
And on top of this, I ain't ever gonna understand

...

Laaast night...

***


What is this? It's ripped right from "Lust for Life," so it gets no innovation points, but boy, is it catchy.

It's last night by the strokes and now I can't get it out of my head.

amazed that a lower east side punk band goes from no one to MTV superstars in no time.

christ.

im also thinking that the Raiders were robbed AGAIN, for the second year in a row.

The fix was in on that game if I've ever seen one.

observing Chasity Bono in my office.

shes lost a lot of weight.

good for her.

Waiting for the phone
to ring...

or something.

More sump problems.
My landlord actually
called me back tomake
sure I was ok and to
stress that he would
get the problem
solved.

I am not making that
last bit up. This is
really wahy I don't want
to move. You never get
landlords so good, and
when you do, you try
and keep them.

came across two good
quotes:

"More people are
leaving Church and
coming bakc to God." -
Lenny Bruce

"If the voices in your
head start calling you
by a different name, is
that a bad sign?"

MOnterey CA

throwing a stuffed tiger to my dogs Barlow and Trammell

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another ween fan from monterey.

you donk bret, dude?

drinking Spanish wine
- and feeling it

yawning. got in at 2 a.m. today. wasn't sure if I was going to make it back; after I decided to go on in Montgomery, the night driving started to get to me and I had to stop a couple of times and just close my eyes for 15 minutes before going on... finding places where it looked safe to do this was sometimes a challenge. Stopped at one gas station, when I got out of my car, I could see that the attendant was in the back parking lot with a man, they were looking at a piece of paper and she was trying to write on in while standing up... I went to get back in the car, and as I was closing the door I heard somebody say "lady"... I looked and there was a black man standing a few feet from the door. He said "excuse me lady, i see you starting to close the door, i don't mean you any harm, i just want to say something... see i work at Service Merchandise, i work with a white guy, and we got a lot of stuff in, and we got this 24 inch herringbone in the truck (he motioned to a semi parked behind)" at that point I said "I'm not interested," closed the door and drove off. Now I'm wondering, 24" herringbone WHAT?

necklaces I would imagine.

taking a night off from sleeping.

fucking off

All strung out.

Wading through output files with no delimeters fries my brain. It's a little better now that I wrote the tool to break up the fields, but it still burns me.

My jaw and teeth hurt. I must be grinding my teeth again. Must be stressed.

I can't sign up for my next huge emberrasing failure (classes) because the University's bigass computer is in some way broken. Classes start Monday. Shit.

Speaking of emberrasment, I got caught gesturing to my own thoughts today. I wasn't even talking to myself and gesturing. I was in some daydream walking across the building and I was gesturing and had a weird smirk on my face. Some woman I don't know looked at me like she didn't think I was supposed to be there. There will probably be reports of 'the vagrant' again tomorrow.

I'm leaving work at 5:05 and it's still kinda light out. Makes me yearn for summer when it stays light until 10:00. Too, too far away still.

It's been a long month.
I'm ready for some change. I want something new, dammit. I want to kick some ass. I'm gonna do it this time. I'm gonna fucking get this school thing over with and get the hell out.

Time to blow some shit up.

thank you T bone for describing that gesturing to yourself thing. all my life off and on, i've been known to do that. i think it's a special gift of vivid visualization or whatever but most people think you're crazy.

singing off tune in a cold voice:

"happy birthday to me,
happy birthday to me,
happy birthday dear pe-ez,
happy birthday to me."

i'm 20 today, i hae a cold, it's rainy and depressing outside and i just want to skip this entire day and go straight to friday. my last non-depressing birthday was my 15th. i'm not expecting anything to change this year.

bah. i'm gonna go clean my room.

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getting better

get some cake, pez.

Treat yourself to a
movie.

WHat's wrong with your
housemates for not
taking you out for fun
and games?

There will be fun and
games on my next
birthday, for I turn 30 on
a friday.

I am checking in on you.

planning a party at my studio for nico's 30th next month.

checking on tickets for tomorrow's avalanche/kings game.

bummed because nothing but singles are left.

I am avoiding the GM...
I admit it, I am scared of him and I did something that is in the best interest of the resort, but he does not know it yet...

none of your business!

Avoiding writing my resume despite the fact the job has begun to suck because I hate starting big projects late on Fridays

saying hi after a long separation. my fuckin dsl provider, for some reason, has a beef with the sorabji.com servers. i have not been able to access the site from home in almost a year.

but now someone showed me the magic of the proxy server and i am back.

i just looked up sorabji.com on the wayback machine. i became so tearfully sentimental i was compelled to chug a warm can of budweiser in under 15 seconds.

saying hi after a long separation. my fuckin dsl provider, for some reason, has a beef with the sorabji.com servers. i have not been able to access the site from home in almost a year.

but now someone showed me the magic of the proxy server and i am back.

i just looked up sorabji.com on the wayback machine. i became so tearfully sentimental i was compelled to chug a warm can of budweiser in under 15 seconds.

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thinking she's thinking, but not really sure. it's that kind of cold. going back to bed.

just finished breaking
up with another
girlfriend. this one was
beautiful, sweet, and
incredibly into me. but it
still didn't feel right and
i can't explain why. but
i feel good about
having made the
decision.

funny, was just poking
around online and
figured i'd stop in as it's
been awhile. seeing as
I arrived here after a
nasty breakup,
breakups always seem
to make me think of
this place. funny.

sorabji has that effect,
chordata, no?

Geting ready to go to
South Carolina.
Hopefully this time
around it will go
smoothly, and there
will be plenty of time for
fun after work.

We're staying in a
beach house that can
sleep 17. For under
$4000 a month.
There's 6 of us. Each
of us can have a big
room.

Plus, a beach.

Still, it's hard to leave
for ten days when
you're trying to start a
relationship.

wondering if there are any good seats left for the Bob Dylan concert in New Orleans on Feb. 17th.

Wondering if I should spend $5 on seeing the Bob Marley regae display at the museum. Looks cool.

wondering if nate ever got hitched.

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finally waking up after sleeping for about 6 hours. that was no cold, lady, that was the flu. it's still with me but I'm determined it has to go. i'm tired of being hostess to the thing. it left me no time for my mental pursuits, not to metion eating, bathing, ... so now i am among the living, where are all the delinquent skrabbleniks?

Just got back from
Jen's house.

She kissed me.

Now I leave for parris
Island for 10 days.

Damn it!

1. Proofreading the chapbook that www.2river.org was kind to invite me to compile, that will be webpublished within the next week or two. 2. Fixing broken links on my woefully underupdated website. 3. Pretending I am doing REAL work while baby sleeps (priceless).

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