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Name: dj
Birthday: 5/11/1938
Gender: Male


Interests: Crushing political dissidents
Expertise: Ruling with impunity
Occupation: Executive
Industry: Government


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Friday, July 06, 2007

at home, in the familiar at least. amidst the relaxed and chaotic life of the university. nights in phili and lausanne and nyon...sleepovers, sprawled and sleepy figures in a hotel room, shared beds, clandestine wine bottles and all the simple joys of friendships, both close and casual...


Tuesday, January 30, 2007

married people don't bother me. its the prospect of broken relationships that make me sad. and that's what i feel like i have. a little trail of broken relationships. its normal i know. everyone has them. for some reason they just make me sad though. i don't think we were designed to have them. its like we screwed up somewhere and we can't fix some things, so we just let them drift away because its easier and oftentimes better for everyone.

 

and marriage cements them as permanently irreconcilable.


Sunday, January 21, 2007

Currently Listening
Urban Angel
By Natalie Walker
Quicksand
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the characters and the scene: as usual, a kaleidoscope of fascinating personalities and emotions stripped bare by alcohol. cobblestone streets, smoke-stained ceilings, and darkly polished wood all blending together from corner to corner...street to street...city to city...geneva, paris, lugano, lausanne, nyon, richmond, DC, virginia beach, rochester, harrisburg, annapolis, baltimore...it's hard to keep them all straight...just another familiar scene awash in the comfortable buzz of the weekend crowd.    


Thursday, January 18, 2007

these nights, drifting just before sleep, i keep envisioning a fairy world full of magic and fog laid over the suburban streets of new jersey. it's wonderful.


Friday, October 27, 2006

The water pipes sing soft and high, piercing the night with a pale, cold, beauty, waxing and waning as they slide delicately through their airy harmonies...

-harrisburg, pa, 2:00 a.m. 10/25/06 



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