themes: dum spiro, spero
2004
March
- 2004 Mar 27
- hope
Dum spiro, spero
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2006
June
- 2006 Jun 8
- the quest for water
I have developed the habit of coming home from work and making a beeline to my bed. I seem to be running out of gas much too early these days.
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2007
May
- 2007 May 17
- crossing my fingers
The last time my sister graduated, I was seriously in love with S. While in the back of my head I suppose I always knew it wasn’t going to work, I had been doing a good job ignoring that particular fact. Naturally, when I got back to Chicago, everything went to hell, and I went into a patented downward spiral.
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August
- 2007 Aug 10
- hmmm…
<meta>Still playing with ecto right now. I can’t figure out the timestamps and it’s kind of driving me nuts. Whatever. I’ll let Mephisto figure it out. But ecto is starting to grow on me. I may very well be shelling out $17.95.</meta>
· Read more… - 2007 Aug 29
- dream academy "please, please, please let me get what i want"
Dum spiro, spero
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November
- 2007 Nov 16
- from there to here, from then to now
Seven years is slightly less than ¼ of my life so far, and exactly ¼ the number of years of memories I have tucked away somewhere in the eternal labyrinth of mushy grey stuff hidden away in my skull. (I remember my first memory quite distinctly. It is rather mundane and extraordinarily unremarkable, but I know it is the first. Me and my dad were driving south on Alvarado St. in Echo Park, past the Safeway just before Reservoir St. Why this sticks to me, I don’t know.)
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December
- 2007 Dec 28
- Benazir Bhutto
I feel extremely saddened with thinking about Benazir Bhutto's assassination, casting a shadow on the end of the year. News of her death rocketed across the blogosphere at near light speed.
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2008
February
- 2008 Feb 10
- time marches on
This week's I-5 playlist, featuring cheesy love songs and songs to commit suicide to:
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2014
June
- 2014 Jun 30
- prophecy
In the silent hours ere the waxing light
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I know I will meet her some day soon
and she will be with me
and I will not remember
what life was like before I met her
But that was just a dream
dissipating in the drear of the morning fog
and the light of day dawns
and I dare not hope