I gotta find some other place to be, because where I am is leaving me worthless. What I do is leaving me empty. Who I’m with is leaving me alone.
Monthly Archives: August 2017
Thanks, everyone, for your concern for my physical well-being during this Hurricane Harvey event. I’m fine. Most of Austin is fine. Matter of fact, we’re just inconvenienced by the slow, constant rain and gusty wind. The worst my 2nd-story apartment got was a 3-minute power outage Saturday afternoon, and my UPS systems kept my computers …
The Butler here. It has come to my attention that the RSS feed isn’t exactly updating like it’s supposed to. Those in charge of updating the RSS feed file have been sacked. Please excuse our mess. Please dispose of properly, and be sure to tip your waitress. Try the veal.
To Do Is To Be
Constant existential nagging. Feeling it pretty bad lately. The stable half that pushes for self-sufficiency Is in a lockstep battle with The unstable half that pushes for self-agency. I don’t think I’ll ever be fully settled in my life, One of those lives lived in A permanent state of temporality. I think it’s a side …
Getting bored more and more easily. Antsy, even. My acquaintances are, for the most part, not interested in me enough to pull me out of my doldrums; just sitting within earshot of them while I stare at my phone is perhaps the most painful way to spend my time. So I typically do the Irish …