I’m cramped by a clock. This has to stop. Joking with Grapes while I punch Them down. Can’t […]
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Typing till I have a mocha. Shouldn’t have one, though, I know. Only thinking of Kelly, her novel.. […]
Filming my life. Writing the rest.. Or maybe it’s the other way. Puddles detach from danish Dreams. Lost […]
Posting these notes, so you can remind the writer what he’s more than likely forgotten 2do … = […]
The pictures. Have to do something with them. But what? Do I sell them? How? Do I need […]
8/10/12. Sitting down for an entry, for the first time in days. The Kaz recital went well, I […]
masterBOOK1 As soon as I walked into the office this morning, and I arrived earlier than I ever […]
Nightcap, Racer 5. Thinking about a lot tonight. What I always address, Autonomy, Artistry, Wine (not its industry). […]