notes on the side of my head

i wish i had electric fingers and a pencil mentality so i could ease away the hours doing rough sketches of the seagulls gathering in the parking lot

i tripped down a bland staircase wondering just how long things like fishing and chess actually take.

i still feel the sting of rejection, the labour of love so many practice. i get really into the art of being negative, i'm sometimes taken aback by the air guitar orchestrations of others, also good at it. twang.

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Originally uploaded by boxedrobot.

This is the dead Lincoln Mall. There is almost nothing in the mall, but there is a great movie theater that is almost always empty on a weeknight. So this is the scene as I head to see "28 Weeks Later." Deserted, much like the mood of the film. Do you see the connection?

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Originally uploaded by boxedrobot.

Here is Varla looking down on my laziness (while she is also being lazy). Behind here is the loft, and to the right of our view is the kitchen. I'm below the camera line, but I assure you I am wearing clothes.

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Originally uploaded by boxedrobot.

Here's my new bookshelf. It's holding about 2/3 of my books. Behind it is the stairway to the loft. Next to it are boxes of more books, dvds, cds, body parts, and my dead soul.