Digital Writ

you put your own holes in that shot up personality of yours, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to say anything about it, at least for now. my theory is, leave me the hell alone, leave things nice and quiet, what appears boring really isn’t boring, but at peace. peace, however, sometimes isn’t…… Continue reading scatter brain

kick back and feel the feeling go out of your leg check out my friends list, btw spent some good time on new apps yawning long 3 hour nap rebellion against this horrible horrible week that dehabilitated my reading of go tell it on the mountain and lose focus on train writings yet I made…… Continue reading saturday night notetime

today the end of the day report on today I’m still alive I’ll say that this evening D. came over with a friend and we went out and walked for what seemed miles and miles into the heart of downtown Alexandria where it is quaint gawking at the houses the pier was closed and couples…… Continue reading repeat after Will Shatner

check this joint out!!! I think it’s going to blow up real fast. what are you doing right now? reading this? I feel sorry for you. well, just kidding. welcome back. today I was sitting in the cafe at the bar drinking down the water until it was all gone and only the ice cubes…… Continue reading should I call in sick tomorrow?

I’m looking at the serene, almost drugged, face of my cat. so still. there was one conversation today: please do the dishes. there was a walk. went up and caught the train to Ballston. turning down the idea of a movie, I proceeded on to the library where I sat in the second floor bay…… Continue reading Arlington is awesome

attention: absolutely nothing is going on. could be outside in the freezing cold doing something. I am inside dry, dried out, waiting, waiting on files to process, waiting for the clock to strike lunch, waiting to get back out into the cold and be . . . myself. where I don’t have to talk to…… Continue reading in the meantime

why fear anything? I’m just going to write a few sentences through this dull time and cold temperature. you will see this as you see TV. lists of commercials, lists of fears. list of lacking faith. Lord, why should I be afraid? shouldn’t I just accept whatever comes? this is who I am and if…… Continue reading day after Christmas

for some strange reason we’re all layed back and telling these intense ghost stories, and everyone seems to be okay with it. the only radio station we can get is dedicated to playing strictly xmas music for the next 96 hours. I’m getting through the hours one at a time, getting ready to go home,…… Continue reading note from noteville

drinking this stupid punch swiped from the lobby next door. the radio keeps getting turned back on, all the bad stations, commercials, utter hell. 80 percent chance of snow, which has me in a good mood. chew on ice cubes and think how later I can be reading. away from this mess, let me tell…… Continue reading note