• achtung, baby

    I just bought some sweet sweet server space up the wahzoo of the sky. For real. It will take ’til tomorrow to get my account activated, and more time to change info with my domain name, and yet more to transfer/reupload all that is deepsicks and make sure everything’s working properly. This is just a

  • holy giant squid, batman!

    I got a “real job” as a proofreader at a commercial printer. S’scary and fun and way overwhelming, but I think I’ll like it quite a lot once I wrap my brain around industry jargon and the forty plus (numerically and aged) people I met in the past two days. I’m like… an adult or

  • introducing the lonely parts

    I am the proud owner of an old bike! If you recall, I had a brand-new beaut torn from my life after my third time riding it last January. My friends Kevin and Kellen have been kind enough to give me another—or, equally true, I’ve been kind (humble) enough to take it off their hands.

  • spring break bewarin’ the ides of march

    Last night at Kevin Kautzman’s Cocktail Party, I read a short creative nonfiction piece and a bit of The Teaching Emotion to a small and non-threatening crowd. Contrary to my fear, I did not freak out, though much to listeners’ bemusement and even my own, I felt the need and did indeed do some stretching

  • gimme a gold star

    Shower me with cookies and As for the day—deepsicks has a new messagebored! The foot is down, through with Alxnet and its shady constant breaking, date switcheroos, failure to post replies, and invisible-making of members. The new bored is provided by www.aimoo.com, a pretty sweet community as far as I can tell. As for the

  • not a social ill, just socially ill

    As a profoundly dedicated music enthusiast, I’m deeply numbed by the Chicago and Rhode Island nightclub tragedies. My thoughts are with the victims, survivors, and their families, and I wish they didn’t need to be—I wish they weren’t ’cause I can think of nothing else, and it makes me want to throw up. While ostensibly

  • joy, rage and adventures in interlibrary loan

    Greetings. The holidays were great. I’m still on vacation until the 21st, yay. Been busy working and trying to nurse my sick computer back to health. If you have the piece-of-junk MSN Messenger tag-along program “loadqm” running in the background of your Windows, kill it, now. At least I’m pretty sure that’s what’s been giving

  • deferral of the inevitable with (dinosaur) adventures in 3D

    So technically this time—Sunday Sunday Sunday—is reserved for me to begin my senior paper project of a nonfictive creative nature with as-of-yet undetermined content. But I don’t know what to do (what the hell am I going to do??) so that’s right—deepsicks gets an update. Um… let’s see. Underworld was fantastic, spectacular amazing electrifying and

  • freebies and stupid breaking things

    I just fixed a busted link. Gimme a cookie! Wait, I have cookies—Halloween Oreos smashed to hell (on sale!) turning my spit to mud and—somehow—giving me a headache. Is this bad? Hm. Last night I saw “Red Dragon” in a free preview showing on campus. It was okay… a little sloppy and rushed at points,

  • feeling home

    Sorry it’s taken me awhile to get back with a “hey hey hey,” but hey hey hey! I’m all moved in, my room makes sense, I’m overcoming a cold with wide, mad strides, and the school/work pressure non-stop is not stoppin me. I’m not sure how or when it happened, but a seed has been

  • Untitled

    DJ Shadow’s “Private Press” owns my stereo and I start summer school in a week < cries >. The city looked mighty sinister this evening, dark blue gray and aching haze, walls of clouds enclosing the skyscrapers (mmm, i love) thunder thunder lightening ahead…. Speaking of which, I started Underworld’s Instrumental to Change bit… it’s

  • Untitled

    Slinking in the summer daze, half asleep, half away. K. Those of you who have expressed interest in getting TTE then mysteriously drifted loose, you know who you are, and so do I, and I even know where some of you live. If money’s a problem, let it be known that I also accept donations

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    I see the folks at Alxnet, the service that provides the site’s messageboard and guestbook, thought it’d be funny to make their once modest self-promotion plug a highly annoying floating banner. Damnation. This upsets me greatly. Maybe I’ll do something about it. Laterish. Here’s a little comic relief—yeah, I’ve a sick ‘n’ cynical sense of humor,

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    Hey. There’s not a whole lotta news with this update. Yeah. I’m fully immersed in end-of-semester stress—I have a final on a Saturday afternoon (whhhhhhyyyyyy!!!!) and need to finish (…and start…) a project by Thursday on literacy and gender construction; I’m gonna mutilate Barbies with what else?—the English language. Should be messy good fun, if