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Month: May 2004

On Love and the Prospect of Loss

Posted on May 28, 2004February 21, 2022 by KZ

My grandfather almost died this week. Well, his odds were supposedly fifty-fifty, which is damn near close enough to “almost” if you ask me. He formed a hernia as a young man, and it finally caught up to him at the age of eighty-six. On Wednesday, my grandfather began vomiting at his nursing home and…

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That Old Refrain

Posted on May 21, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

It seemed like a phase at first, but now it’s just ridiculous. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I’ve been significantly depressed for a long stretch of time, but I’m not sure I remember the last time I felt happiness for longer than a stretch of a few hours. Maybe the big…

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Come On…Do It.

Posted on May 19, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

The nicest gift anybody has ever given me is a blank, high quality writing tablet. The worst and most intimidating gift anybody has ever given to me is a blank, high quality writing tablet. I’m a writer by heart, bursting with a multitude of ideas, nonsense expressions, and trivial observations (as much as any other…

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You Don’t Know My Name

Posted on May 18, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Did I say or do something incredibly stupid and offensive? Because up until today, I thought things were actually going well. Now it’s almost as if I don’t even exist. It’s silly, I know. Some real high school shit I’ve got going on here. You can’t fault me for not having tried, at least. I…

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Right Where I Left Off

Posted on May 15, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Alas, the storm is clearing. My Final Fantasy XI addiction has slowly devolved from an obsession into a mere interest. I no longer skip meals or social outings to play the game, nor do I grow overly irritated if I don’t get my daily four hours or so of playtime. Yeah, when you’ve got nothing…

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I looked up out of the dark swirl of my mind and I knew I was on a bed eight thousand feet above sea level, on a roof of the world, and I knew that I had lived a whole life and many others in the poor atomistic husk of my flesh, and I had all the dreams.~Jack KerouacSource: On the Road
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