Bodies of water

Burlington
Originally uploaded by amnesoid

The moraines that i deposited today were instantaneously eroded away, even as i walked along the bank of Lake Ontario's sullen corner. The sidewalk glaciers weep into the sand and slowly assimilate with other cold and sad molecules with similar or different histories, all into bigger and bigger entities.

Depositions drained away and it made me slow. I perched on a rock and looked up at the wires and back towards this foreign town and all of my blood went sepia. I felt every capillary realize another fleeted history. All of my moraines were washed into particles towards the extremities.

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seflprotait, marchtenth
Originally uploaded by amnesoid

On March 08 2008 at 5:45PM eastern time, i found myself unintentionally dodging the first documented instance of thundersnow in the history of Medina, NY. I was driving down Bates Road and through the most ostentatious weather that i had seen in nearly a decade. The weather wanted to make a statement about the colour White, which shalt be capitalized henceforth because it made a compelling argument.

Lightningbolts and thunderclaps are supposed to be hibernating until May or maybe April, and should certainly be inside during snow squalls, but this particular lightningbolt had awakened and it had decided that it completely disapproved of something very close by to my left shoulder. And then ZWAP!.

It made me stop, and then the thunders started. They sounded groggy, and muffled by all of the falling White bits.

I stopped at the gas station, and people looked at me staring at the sky or at the sky staring back. It was shallow and aglow of its own volition and less from the White dwarf off in the west, downstream of the fresh scent of a galaxy.

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On Sunday i helped Chad and Erin move from house to house. Now they have a big house in Penfield, with a very big yard with very big trees. I wish i could tell what kind of trees but it is probably difficult without the leaves anyhow. We loaded five pick-up trucks four times. That is equal to twenty pick-up trucks.

Yar

Hello, bloggersh. My name is tim and i am thirty-one years old. I used to make lots of mixtapes and i move around a lot. I live in a deluded ungrownup world where my hero can be Jeff Mangum if i want to. I do not have girlfriends but i can see why some people do. I am from the United States but i am living in its weird hat right now, in a fancy tent on the fifth floor near the lake. I've got some things in boxes but i need to do better. I am going to get people to help me put my things on a big truck with a big door, and we are going to push it over the edge of a cliff after we drive it for a little while first. I don't know which cliff yet. I have a cold and people can even tell over the phone. I don't feel too bad though because i am taking vitamins, even though they make me feel queasy on an empty stomach. It is hard to believe but i am good at working and sometimes driving, but i am not very good at much else which is too bad. I used to avoid being political but nowadays i think i will root for Barrack Obama. Sometimes i think it would be nice to be a proud american, but i am probably wrong. I am caucasian and it shows. I am always thinking how much nicer it must be somewhere else, or at some other time, or in someone else's woolly socks. I like sleeping and that's where i should be.

l8r!

Tramps like us, baby we were Born to Run

I ended up going to see a fantastic & monstrous rock and roll show last night, by a 58-year-old legend, amplified in the beating heart of the Hammer. Woo!