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    Mood: The Usual

    open mics. smiling faces. too much whisky.
    client meetings. technical issues. skype calls.
    chorizo. penne. a loose attempt at pad thai.
    hamilton gets shot somewhere between here and the Olentangy trail, but finish the run.
    life goes on.

    ...Created 2016-04-19 10:42:09

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    Mood: The Usual

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    ...Created 2016-04-19 10:38:04

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    Mood: The Usual

    mentally (and physically) I've been all over the place lately. Oklahoma, Dallas, a gig at a high school (weird, high schoolers are such children to me now), getting sick (gross), trying to hang on at work, trying to play in this band... watching too much television, getting new glasses for this first time in 4 years (OMG my glasses are worse than Harry Potter, cheap, super scratched up and weirdly dated and I didn't even realize it until I picked out some new ones). Working with a team in India is weird, in ways I can't even describe because it varies from person to person. I have no idea where they are or what they're doing. I've been eating out constantly because I haven't had the energy to make food but money isn't an issue atm which is a first since I moved to bumblefuck Ohio. Maybe I'm just under the influence of Dayquil but I feel the need to go meditate on life and make better use of my time, but not with the usual feeling of anxiety that comes with those thoughts. (Ahhh! you didn't make time for meditation everything is ruined now you're awake at 11am and hate everyone and today is wasted).

    ...Created 2016-04-14 12:32:53

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    Mood: The Usual

    horrible hell-barreled guppy fucker.

    ...Created 2016-04-06 17:32:32

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    Mood: The Usual

    Last week I was in Oklahoma filming a Medal of Honor winner as he shot pigs from a helicopter

    Okay that's my story

    ...Created 2016-04-04 22:43:45

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    Mood: The Usual

    just got back from.... oklahoma. fort worth. dallas. all of the above. Medal of honor winners. Vets with no arms, eyes, legs.

    I dunno what it all means really. But I do know that barbecue every day is too much barbecue.

    Zzzzz...

    ...Created 2016-04-04 10:25:32

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    Mood: The Usual

    if everything is the consistency of
    cardboard soaked in lye
    then

    ...Created 2016-03-28 14:03:04

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    Mood: The Usual

    keep it real,
    packing mozzarella sticks
    in the pocket of your jeans,
    cleaning up sewage,
    taking online drum lessons
    please record your message
    after the meow

    ...Created 2016-03-25 17:16:33

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    Mood: The Usual

    The brick side of bad words
    Gives mouths to the sun, concrete
    Generals taken to leaving
    Footprints inside your armor,
    And sleep comes only when
    Run down, pressed against the wall,
    Flowing like a river
    Beneath your eyelids.

    ...Created 2016-03-24 23:57:08

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    Mood: The Usual

    Up shiver roots,
    Giving me the glad things I was hoping for.
    Maybe it’s too much to wish tires swings through the heart of a butterfly,
    But the rope that ties us is silky, gossamer, and collapsing in a puddle
    Is a favorite playground pastime.

    ...Created 2016-03-23 06:29:30

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