Saturday night at eight my friend Anna and I went to the Kitty Cat Klub (horrible name—gorgeous-awesome atmosphere) in Dinkytown for some chai and life/thought catch-up. After about an hour we noticed a horde of people flooding the streets. The University of Minnesota Gophers had just won the NCAA National Hockey Championship in Buffalo, NY.…
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hi.
Long time, no update, and nothing new to say now ‘cept ughhh I wanna graduate, tear the timeleech from my mind. I’ve had more kidney trouble and with the non-pain days, fevers, headaches, and apathy. Trying to get help has been a nightmare—long story short, to ensure insurance covers the bills, I’ll have to make…
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whoaaaaaa-ohhhhhhhh i’m still alive
I passed a kidney stone on Wednesday—it was the most excruciating experience I’ve ever and will ever have (until I pass another; this was my second, and I am too young). It’s reportedly the most painful event one can undergo and still survive—worse than broken bones, major surgery, giving birth, and getting shot. I like…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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fakeproject is real
Last weekend I went to the Fargo Winter Carnival and was received, seen, and conquered by fakeproject, the sonic mindscape conceived, controlled, and disseminated by Dan Reetz and Shaun Fort. I’ve been trying to find the words all week to describe my head smashed against a speaker all weak to hear feel deep their latest…
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no news is good
Not much to report. School started. I found a bunch of (…And You Will Know Us By the) Trail of Dead stickers. If you want one, ask. My friend Kevin has self-published his second novel, Cocktail—wheeeeeeee! I look forward. It was my brother Joe’s birthday a couple weeks ago—he’s (gasp!) 13. It’s my mom’s birthday…
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If I break the chain, will Amish people bust my kneecaps?
So. Wow. Yeah, it’s here, the long awaited winter breakin’ d6 update. I was fooling around with s u s p e n s i o n and it straight-up exploded into a “multimedia memory project fascination.” For those familiar with s u s p e n s i o n, you will recognize the…
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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…