June 24, 2002 - 10:15 am

 

soMday i'lL be a great maN i know — but until theN — everyday is click the fish ::: >>>

fleas på mus har et liv mere priviligert ::: jeg har ikke noen styring jeg ikke har noen styring jeg ikke har noen styring jeg ikke har noen styring jeg ikke har noen styring ::: & er dette liv ::: >>>

 

i think back to life in the meadows of a different land & i realize it is not much different here ::: a thick smog fruM canadiaN forestfires gauzes the sky ::: the suN sits intense & searing — a foreboding reminder to those stuck in traffic that not only is there a lack of control due to the inventions of mankind — but — longforgotteN & steadily rising is the awareness that ultimately our lives are at the mercy of nature & tiMe & fate ::: >>>

 

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June 22, 2002 - 6:17 am

 

more strange goings on my friends upon the drive in to the office ::: the suN behind me peering thru the clouds ::: i — of course — always on the lookout for lurkers followers stalkers commuters who may be watching my every move ::: >>>

suddenly — i get the feeling someone is watching me & i turn to see a near-albino heavyset man driving a red mercury lesabre ls — you know? — w/ those stick-on white pinstripings along the sides ::: he turns his stares away to concentrate on the road although occasionally over the next 27 or so miles i notice him looking on me agaiN ::: >>>

 

who is this mysteryman? : what does he want from me? : who sent him to spy on my mourning commutetime? ::: >>>

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June 20, 2002 - 4:04 pm

 

god ::: >>>

the only thing i hate worse thaN painfully swollen whiteheads on my back is changing the netwurk security passwords oN my computerS ::: i must have logged in correctly 27 tiMes today ::: frikkeN fantastick ::: >>>

 

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June 20, 2002 - 7:22 am

 

strange thing happeNed on the mourning commute early early thiS mourning ::: >>>

upoN leaving the house & driving up the road a bit — &/or nearby to my apartment dwelling & circumstance — i am wearily driving in a hypnagogic state upoN winding roads leading to the highway — wheN what wanders across my tireddry eyes & across the road but a folded & crisp $20 bill [ moving & teasing me in a ripple of soft wind ] ::: i drive a bit further & decide that this is a matter that deserves further investigatioN & so then turn into a neighbourly driveway to make a 3-point back to the $20 spot ::: >>>

as i approach the $20 spot however — i notice an automobile parked precisely 1 yard back from the $20 spot ::: >>> almost perfect daylight — just the haze of mourningtiMe ::: headlights staring at me in silence ::: >>> i cautiously turN back in another 3-point turn into yet another driveway & theN coast back to the highway [ occasionally peering in the rearviewmirror to see any signs of the mysterious auto in pursuit ] ::: >>>

i do notice that the $20 spot car has followed me to the highway & slowly passes me — i look to see if i can identify the driver — but alas, i have never seen this man before ::: he watches the road & glides by as i stare to decipher & memorize facial features & stern steeringwheel grip ::: >>>

 

 

 

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