nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I am below everything.

currently

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

so an active mazelike process

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate