February 2012
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fallecimiento
tenía un corazón
que todavía lo tiene
pero éste ya no late
y los químicos conservantes
dejarán de funcionar
y así se convierte un cadáver
en polvo tóxico
salpicado de alma disociado
today i feel like nausea that never develops into...
i lost my journal on the way to zürich
i’ve been adding an entry roughly once daily for the last 7 months, and now it’s all disappeared. it’s incredibly frustrating to think that every thought and complaint and hope that i’ve experienced in the better part of a year is now naked and exposed to some random individual, or the bottom of a trashbag. i can’t remember if i ever wrote a return address inside it,...
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wow, i have been busy.
since i’ve started working full time (for no money), i’ve been traveling every weekend. two weekends ago I went to Freiburg to visit friends and go sledding, last weekend i went to Düsseldorf and Köln for Karneval, and this weekend i’ll be visiting my uncle and his family in Zürich to go skiing! I’m pretty excited but i have never been so thoroughly busy.
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crash landing of the vimana pilot
this morning i woke up at 7:30, brushed my teeth, and walked to my bus stop. at 8:38 i arrived at stuttgart’s central train station, and climbed a flight of stairs to reach the underground foyer where i buy a baked good to eat each morning. as soon as my head peeked over the stairs, i saw a dark skinned, indian looking man standing by one of the large metallic ashtray/trashcan combos that...
y había el ruido que no emite un vidrio cuando se...
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the parents of every girlfriend i can remember...
1st grade -
her parents were very south carolina white trash. i think she lived in a twice-expanded trailerhome. her mom did some kind of non-teaching work at my elementary school, and cleaned houses on the side. i remember her father had a stock car in a trailer in their backyard. we played a playstation game involving either a demolition derby or motocross.
4th grade -
her mom was my...
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an old, whisper-thin man gets on the bus. he is wrapped in a trench coat which so completely overwhelms his wasted frame that I think, ”he is entrenched in his coat.” He sits down by a middle-aged woman, after nearly falling when the bus lurches back into transit. The lady is overweight, and her bundled sides encroach on the rightful seat-territory of the fading man. He is so far...
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translations from spanish to english →
if you’re into that kind of thing.
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one thinly writing pen, please.
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superbowl time :3
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“You go into your apartment and lie down on the floor in your room.
Clothes,...”
– Sam Pink, The No Hellos Diet (via organic-hummus-dip)
super bowl tomorrow
is at 12:30am, Germany time :/ I have to wake up Monday morning at 6:30am to get to my job, which pays exactly €1/hr.. SO I’M TOTALLY GOING TO STAY UP AND WATCH.
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i feel like
steve roggenbuck’s ‘live my lief’ might be subconsciously seeping into my mood, because today everything seems beautiful and i feel like everything is moving! i like it! keep working!
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i want to watch big fish and cry because i don’t understand how any parts of the world work but i like when he holds his wife in the bathtub and they are old, they seem happy at being sad.
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