September 2010
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August 2010
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July 2010
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T-storms in Bologna, so it seems, and now I’m violently homesick.
Ugh, now my mouth is as sticky as my hands.
HJ, BJ?
Coca-Cola, actually. But yeah, pretty much.
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June 2010
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“How do you say ‘cin cin’ in Chinese?” “Ai yah?” “No, it’s cheeeeeells!” - yay for chi-nee pee-poh. (The real deal sounds like 乾杯)
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I was just told (by a non-photographer) that RAW files from digital cameras need absolutely no post-production. It took so much effort to keep myself from laughing in his face.
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Itchy Mik equals cranky Mik. Bah to these new allergies.
May 2010
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“You know you do, you stupid bear.”
“Eww, sunshine?! What the fuck? I think I’m melting.”
The good news is that I’m spending less money on film. The bad news is that I’m spending most of those savings on booze. The good news is that I’m gonna be so perpetually drunk that I really won’t give a fuck.
Sign that you might want to start considering your drinking to be a problem: you apparently dreamed about booze to the point that you emailed yourself “by [sic] st german [sic]” at three in the morning and only found out that this occured when you look at your inbox.
She pronounces it more like Dallas than Dulles and it’s totally throwing me off.
“Soda and Celtics: Breakfast of Champions!”
“Dude guys seriously?”
– Little girl on the plane.
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“So here’s my feeling on the series: you don’t come to my house and...”
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There is no phrase in baseball I hate more than “a triple shy of the cycle,” except maybe “Brian Wilson blows another save” or “the Dodgers win the pennant.”
The reformed Skatalites are playing Estragon and how much do I wish I’d moved home right now?
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As Baby begins the approach to 90k, the thought occurs that it had around 65-70k when I got it. Fuck commuting. For serious.
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“I can’t remember to forget you.”
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“How am I supposed to heal if I can’t feel time?”
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“She’s gone and the present is trivia.”
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“You really need a system if you’re gonna make it work.”
I’m in Berkeley for all of two hours and apparently I have a sort-of-date tonight. This place brings out my ridiculousness.
April 2010
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Decided: the ribbon on my Smith-Corona is hella getting reinked for ‘Roid Week so I can type my titles. WINNER OF ANALOGUE. (Not to mention Once and Future Bandsaw Champion.)
It’s been nearly two years. You’d think my English would have recovered by now, but no that doesn’t seem to be the case.
The only thing worse than collating is uncollating the packets you overcollated. All bad. ALL bad.