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October 08, 2010

Travel

1. Do some bullshit statistics lab — halfass, as per use’ — and drop off at campus.

2. Drive, oh wait … RIDE YOUR BIKE to the bus station.

3. You should do homework on the bus.

4. Or at least read a couple papers.

5. Ok, watch Hulu

6. In New York

7. You’re free!

8. (Avoid spending $400 in two days)

9. Also, start thinking about finding a job.

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October 05, 2010

Finish Him! (an ode to mortal combat)

  1. maneuver this “tumblr” for the first time. 
  2. finish cantaloupe 
  3. empty draft folder/finish old shit and send er. 
  4. buy new external drive so as to finish(start?) old projects currently being corrupted by the sometimes-evil Dr.Bigs500
  5. more projector experiments
  6. find loose leaf tea. 
  7. seriously there’s important stuff on here now, i’ll have to check back. wont you!?!

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November 17, 2009

cat scratched conan

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November 02, 2009

‘peat.

1. reply to six month old emails.

2. feel guilt mostly non-assuaged.
3. repeat this shit, who can i blame/credit for drake having one song that i might like? lebron? kanye? yeesh.
4. continue sewing invisibility cloak.
5. forevermindnevermindnevermindevermind.
6. :)
7. hunt! new places for feasting…
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September 18, 2009

Everything, dis is all digital.

10. For God’s sake, man, get it together!
9. Assemble life in calendar form
8. Take transcribed notes, shuffle = Pulitzer
7. Still no cigarettes, coffee, sex.
6. Yoga… sigh…
5. Intensely butter single piece of toast for five minutes, standing naked and alone in the kitchen
4. Go for bike ride
3. Take/edit photogs
2. Layout News section
1. I don’t know… homework?

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August 12, 2009

shmightly to do shmittzzzz

1. remember this website exists

2. hide web browser from senior employees
3. I’M MAKING A TO DO LIST… SO … YOU KNOW I’M DOING SHIT.
4. motherfuckers
5. move all lists into a notebook
6. what, no scraps of paper?
7. sucker.
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May 19, 2009

dirty feet.

wake.
check jalapenos. with excitement.
move plants from the kitchen and living room to my bed room, with the sun.
finish tilling.
shower.
to gray to meet the dogs.
rocky raccoon. bobby mcgee.
work lunch at 11.
call about record player.
antique road show? what is this.
draw boobs and dicks.
sleep.

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April 27, 2009

run my mouth

- enough coffee to not sleep on subway home
- not too much coffee, so as to not ruin 30 min proposed pre-dinner naptime
- export clips, ftp clips, call J about clips.
- sit
- gossip girl

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April 20, 2009

Monday

out of tea, buy more

phone almost out of minutes, buy more
printer out of ink, buy more
brush teeth NO TOOTHPASTE?!?! buy more
car in shop, walk errands
break personal rule that men should never expose their feet in public
stinging caterpillars falling from trees, (the sidewalks are crawling with them)
avoid contact with skin*
*flip-flops were a bad choice
take the Magazine St. bus to The Idea Village
help Joanna assemble IKEA file cabinets
call Andre in Nashville
go to Rue de la Course for coffee and kill time online
buy airfare to Maine for mid-July
listen to Pandora
contemplate starting a record store
write a business plan
catch the bus home
take off caterpillar encrusted flip-flops at the door
brush teeth- still no toothpaste, buy more
search for song by Rare Bird, entitled ‘Beautiful Scarlet’
fall asleep with laptop, hope it doesn’t fall on the floor (again)




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April 19, 2009

a cold right hand and a hot left hand.

(I have been setting my alarm for 730 am because I’m afraid to miss the sun. I’m not sure how I’ve talked myself into this but I think it is one of two things, 1) I am a “growned-up,” or 2) seasonal depression rooted at sun shine deprivation for the past year and a half is finally releasing it’s talons from my lulled, lone psyche.)

745- wake.
750- grapes. pineapple. banilla.
758- walk to ruski’s. one cup. crossword with Bobby and Joe. raisin toast.
850- head to figure drawing. BRING CASH!
1050- 67 Pitt to sign a one year lease. eeep!
1120- work. late. fuck me.
3- sweat like a crazed banshee crying to the five major Irish families at the gym.
5-hannaford for milk, bars, banilla, bananas, apple-dapples.
DON’T BE AN ASSHOLE AND FINISH FUCKING PAINTINGS.

write cards. send cards out. 10 stranger series? 10 same people every day series? get a grip/clue/red headed midge PA? learn how to knit and box? at the same time? Rocky Raccoon, sleepy time.