the kicking horse of scope creep

[8:59:44 AM] DF says: Who picks people at random and IMs them?
[8:59:46 AM] DF says: wtf?
[8:59:53 AM] Ryan says: i’m going to start
[8:59:55 AM] KL says: Lonely suicidal people
[9:00:02 AM] Ryan says: yeah, exactly

Current range of personal feeling:

I have been thinking that it might serve me well to get a proper haircut. I don’t intend it to be a professional job necessarily, but the sort of haircut that has the potential to involve scissors might be kind of nice.

Times New Viking – Natural Resources, I Love Mine

(Right click and save and then use the internet to buy the album)

Thanks Mom for sending candy for Christmas. I had forgotten about how it is delicious.

Infinite tinnitus buzz + 50 mg diphenhydramine hydrochloride + an unknown quantity of n-acetyl-5-methoxytryptamine + 1 tedious French novella =

(outcome to be assessed in 6 to 8 hours)

I saw you from a distance today (your eyes may have met mine in a moment of recognition) and I remembered when I sat on the floor and stared at your carefully mismatched socks.

I really don’t understand why you can’t like the same things I like.

Morane – Do Not Write Me a Lovesong

(Right click and save)

I’m sorry about all of the thematic repetition. Sometimes all I have is repetition.

I had this idea brewing in which I would write a novel about the American Revolution, randomly replacing technologies of the distant past with technologies of the recent past. For example, instead of engravings, Paul Revere would produce slightly blurred out heat sensitive faxes. In this alternate past, urgent written communication would still be delivered on horseback, but it would be received as .wpd files on 3.5″ floppies.

Unfortunately, my knowledge of the American Revolution is limited and I do not have the drive to do the appropriate research. I also lack the patience that would allow me to string words together in the quantity that a novel requires.

If you do not possess these same shortcomings, please feel free to contact me and I will give you permission to use this idea as your own for a nominal charge.

Despite best efforts, I have concluded that my Gameboy cannot provide solace.

How am I going to occupy my time? I thought that the key to survival would be to stop thinking. Maybe I was wrong.

Quasi – Merry X-Mas

(Right click and save)

The new Lispector album, “The Difference Between Now and Then,” is available as a free download on lispector.com. Look for the Christmas tree.

I guess you missed it, right? Hindsight can be a motherfucker sometimes, but I have the capacity to forgive (infinitely).

I hoped that Corn Chex would be the key to my salvation.

It was a false hope. I ate another bowl anyway.

When I’m driving alone, I like to listen to Superchunk. I like it when it’s loud.

Superchunk – Cadmium

(Right click and save)

I have this vague sense that my skin is slowly creeping off my face. Although I don’t know that this is the case, I am positive that it is in a state of revolt.

This is the first organ to openly turn against me. It won’t be the last.