21 feet under
4 am blue
all over coffee
Amnesty International
Amnesty International USA
bay folk sketchbook
beautiful shadows
brian andreas
cat power
cynthia connolly
cynthia connolly -- banned in dc
dissociated voices (sound samples on the bottom)
donald miller
dover beach
dresden dolls
drinking sky and sweet black
God's Debris
green night on a dusty red moon
he scanned it, staggered
how now brown sock?
i found this magazine in santa cruz . . .
jacaranda (greysight)
jonathan hartsaw
jones soda
koyaanisqatsi
letters from home. (Rnk.)
listen to the rain (turn your speakers on)
mindwalk
mogwai
paul madonna
pedro the lion
pleiades
richard stine
Rivers and Tides
SAP
staring out the window at the rain (my old blog)
the deep end. seven feet.
the deep end. seven feet. part 2.
the near and the far
thirteen
throatshot
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what happened to lani garver
white oleander
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This is my blogchalk:
United States, California, sometimes Steiermark, Austria, something bored teenagers say when they speak useless words into brick walls of cotton candy, English, German, Noreia,creative writing, fiction, reading, college student, strange, cat power, mogwai, arap strap, dresden dolls, white oleander, the earth, my butt, and other big, round things, welcome to the dollhouse, fuckers.
i don't know this guy, but my camera caught him watching the sea lions in san francisco three or four years ago. i wonder where he is now. maybe he shaved his head. maybe he lives in india. maybe he's become a woman. does anyone know?
i dreamt last night that a doctor named anne called and told me that some tests had come back, that it was 100% certain i didn't have cancer, that i could stop this annoying diet. i was skeptical.
i dreamt last night that i was in copenhagen.
last night there was a moment, when everything came together in an orange and black haze as i walked across the court. looking down at the clarity of my hand, my rhythmic footsteps over the concrete. talking to her and i was floating. i turned around and the moon hung suspended under a bright point of starlight above the house, wow, look at the moon. against a depthless blue sky. i liked the colors and i liked the haze, the dreamy feeling and it all came down to that one moment.
i'm sorry i posted your photo, unknown sea lion watcher. i hope you don't mind.
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