between my pockets and hands i walked down the street juggling a carton of clementine juice, a 12 pack of laughing cow cheese, a burnt out bulb, a set of new bulbs, a set of keys the size of my fist, garage door opener, a camera, a little money, house key my glasses which i broke earlier in the morning and and apple i bought because i knew at least i'd be able to throw it away when i finished eating it,

Looking at the time right at :01 all throughout the day. There's some empirical law about it where i live pretty ridiculous but i'm more superstitious the more i grow old.

i spent almost my entire day making handmade staples. i finished it though finally.

drove to Toronto, I'm flying in a few hours to Nice, I'm sitting here looking at old photos on a friends computer just waiting...

edit,

i am here, and very tired, but across the ocean at the very least.


Extinction

(By the way, we keep record of your last 5 name changes, so we know you've called yourself crese, holocene, snowife, structuri, lemn in the past... and we recommend your screen name be no more than about 20 characters.)

I am sweating, which isn't really an accomplishment just an unfortunate result of the heat because it's been warm for a few days and it almost feels like summer. Time to pull out fans, and pack away blankets and for me to writhe in my sleep as i sweat under the sheets but get chilly in nothing but my boxers.

I also watched "Men at Work, an Iranian film about four men trying to move a rock and I really wish I had a big rock to move.


I ate out and had 2 Twix ice cream bars on the way home. My hair color is "slut-blonde".



heavy weather


holy

I walked out in to a lake trying to find where the drop off was that the sign gave as a reason not to swim there. It was the brightest it's been since before the winter and also the windiest, it was a lot to take in.

waves/wind