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| 01:49pm 07/08/2007 |
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found these on the flickr.
I love that the one guy is wearing a 'winged zero'. Of course I have no idea what any of this is about, but I love it nonetheless.
Yesterday I found a bag of letters that I'd cut out of blue fabric in the intent of sewing them onto a grey hoodie to mimic the sweaters they wore in 'they shoot horses dont' they' it was something like johnston's hair tonic, or quelquchose equally bizarre. From the early days of advertising, from the early days of mass entertainment.
I also love their droopy knees.
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| 02:34pm 30/07/2005 |
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all i do with my life is eat baked goods, drink coffee, and ride my bike. |
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| 01:15am 28/04/2005 |
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bugs have taken to flying into my right eye while i ride, this is really annoying.
my eye was puffy this morning from the repeated impacts and the associated eye-clawing. i woke with it half-shut, and contemplated an eyepatch. |
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| 06:44pm 26/04/2005 |
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today, thanks to the 3hive, i rediscovered that i really like the weakerthans.
i was having a good rockout/website-edit when someone walked by and it was all shattered because i wasn't dancing for me anymore.
and in a very short time i will live alone, and then i can dance for myself as much as i want. |
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| 11:38pm 24/04/2005 |
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i just got back from dinner at my parents house, got a load of boxen for my impending move, and then i picked up the phone and made all the calls i needed to make, but nobody was home. and i was having one of those 'where are my friends tonight' moments where everyone i called was out.
untill i call kalin, and he does the honourable thing, the thing that it is right to do when someone who is not at the concert they really ought to be at because all the people they've called in the last fifteen minutes are there. he pressed the answer button, and then put the phone back on the table, floor, belt-loop, whatever. because it's not polite to take a call when you're in a concert, but it is polite to say. 'i'm in a concert and this is exactly what i'm listening to' without words. |
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| 12:41pm 20/04/2005 |
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in a moment of cosmic serendipity, the 'oh canada' noontime horn sounded as i was placing a maple leaf on a company logo. |
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| 06:41pm 19/04/2005 |
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the inside of my computer is quiet and lonely today.
i guess that means i should go outside maybe.
jesus.
that's a novel idea
what the heck is out there? i mean other than dollar pizza and the occasional towtruck. |
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| 02:03pm 25/02/2005 |
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music: last.mp3?Session=99ee954f74d09e807b7a138caa05f46a
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Some days just call for Guns N' Fucking Roses. |
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| 02:17pm 23/02/2005 |
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my hands are sticky with sugars. my mouse caked in a think layer of shiny residue, ants trail to and from my cube. drinking syrup is the life. |
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| 11:15pm 22/02/2005 |
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Breaking fast is easy. You just go to Habibi's with your parents and eat with gusto untill the meal is over. Two days of not doing so is all forgotten. But now i'm tired, all this digestion is getting me down. I really like not eating, it makes me feel like somehow i'm better than other people. They spend so much time preparing and eating and cleaning, when all they have to do is just _stop_ for a few days and become hummingbirds like me, and they could get a lot more done.
I skipped the saltwater flush. It scares me a little. I guess i'm not as macho as i wish that i was. Chugging a litre of salt water is nobody's favourite task. |
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| 10:27am 21/02/2005 |
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Goodbye Hunter S. Thompson.
Fuck. |
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| 08:10pm 18/02/2005 |
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Spring Cleaning
******************
Allright then..
Who needs a cleanse!
Come on there's nothing better than drinking nothing but lemonade for a week.
of course, there's nothing worse than my last attempt to do so though, but that was all my fault and my inability to tell the difference between a pinch and a tablespoon of cayenne pepper. oh, fuck that was terrible.
but i'm ready to try again!
who's with me?
you, at the keyboard! you're with me right? you wanna drink lemonade yes?
you want the delightful experience of pooing salt water, yes? of course you do.
So troops, clean out the fridge this weekend, eat it all. Then, monday morning, juice juice juice juice juice pint-of-saltwater juice juice juice juice juice.
i think i shall use this as my guide.
http://www.falconblanco.com/health/cleansing/lemoncleanse.htm
remember 1/10 is a tenth, you know... a pinch..
not 1 - 10 which is an option. |
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| 01:56pm 08/02/2005 |
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Dear Internet.
Today I hit reply-all instead of just reply and looked like a dude who'd never used e-mail before because everyone on a big list of people got my mail.
It could have been worse, i know. It could have been me saying something rude about each and every one of them, it could have been nude pix of me, or some other such. But it was still kindof bad because it was just so pointlessly Banal.
(I pronounce it bah naahl, not baynal, so as to not rhyme with anal)
Sincerely,
"smithcorona"
Ps.
email?
e-mail?
i never know. |
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| 05:01pm 07/02/2005 |
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i'm totally coming down with the death.
fuck that! |
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| 02:36pm 02/02/2005 |
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I really like reading powerpoints about information design:
And then taking the reading lists from the end.
And posting them on my livejournal.
Joseph Albers, Interaction of Color
Donald A. Norman, Things that Make Us Smart
Everett M. Rogers, A History of Communication Study
Patricia Seybold, Customers.com
Edward Tufte, Envisioning Information |
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| 11:47am 28/01/2005 |
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When you're awake for two days, at the end of it you feel unstoppable.
the problem is, you have to stop, and when you do there is pain waiting. |
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| 01:46pm 25/01/2005 |
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I pretty much have the worst phone manner of anyone alive.
I never know how to talk to strangers. So i just start babbling.
Like today, i called Steve Chow at the cinematheque, it was a simple thing really, I wanted some press photos, so I told him the whole story of who wanted them, and why, and why it was me calling and not her, and I didn't know if she'd requested them already and they got lost, or if they were not requested, and then i got the feeling from him that I'd just accused him of incompetence, so i broke out in a sweat, and then i couldn't think up a good acronym for renf, because if i dont' spell it out people assume it's an M. Remf. So i came off as a dork, and then the sweat really started pouring.
This was all before he'd even said a word. |
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| 04:55pm 20/01/2005 |
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Twitchy lips. Too much coffee man. |
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