the loud table
12 October 2010
10 October 2010
playing the game of entropy... pulled up a stone off the castle wall. looked at the underside, smelled it, and got some fuzz on my tongue when i tasted it. tossed it over the edge, and for a moment as it arced it had more kinetic and potential energy than it'd had in a thousand years. then it crashed through two branches and into the ground. this is why the universe is expanding into nothing.
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04 October 2010
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this fire was started by a kid burning her love letters.
on the terrace watching the planes fly back and forth from the sea to the fire, gulping up bellies full of water and dumping them on the flames. Kako said that one time after a fire, like months later, hikers found a pair of flippers in the ashes on the hill. ¶ 8:47 AM 0 comments
on the terrace watching the planes fly back and forth from the sea to the fire, gulping up bellies full of water and dumping them on the flames. Kako said that one time after a fire, like months later, hikers found a pair of flippers in the ashes on the hill. ¶ 8:47 AM 0 comments
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today in Hyères
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apparently there is something more ridiculous than a citrus colosseum behind her ¶ 4:30 PM 2 comments
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Last night was my first dream in French. That could be a sign of increasing aptitude, but it wasn't the good dream, where you're on a wooden raft with Brigitte Bardot chatting fluently, and suddenly Balzac is there and you're having an opium-fuelled ménage à trois. Instead, I was in freshman French and I was 26. I was trying to read aloud, but my mouth couldn't pronounce a single word. The young kids were all snickering and then someone spat on me.
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22 January 2010
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