people who get called "overachiever" are the ones thinking "should" to themselves. this weekend i received my alumni magazine and, as usual, flipped to the achievements by year section. a guy that i was kind of friends with was listed. he and i both wrote, but he was better than me; we were both from the south; he was straight but it took me a while to catch on. he was black, i was whatever. when we graduated, i was all about new york, while he chose grad school. he just got a job in the creative writing department of a major liberal arts school. for a second i felt a mixture of jealousy and failure, then i got over it and was super psyched for him, and now that that's mellowed, i'm wondering what i'd send to the magazine as a synopsis of what i've done in that time.
i should spend some quality time in photoshop to clean things up here. the grid stuff is meant to be exercises in line and, well, grids, since i've been pondering criss-crossey tattoos and really like the spatial relationships that they impose on other things. so far nobody's said anything about them, but i don't mindi wanna run with it for a while and see what happens anyway.
reading carl phillips makes me remember devoting hours of an afternoon or evening to write a poem, and i miss that but also don't know how i'd do it again. if you have an account on audiogalaxy, you can steal all of my mp3s, not just the ones that i link to.
i found realplaya.com in my referrer logs last week and wrote them who da fuck are you bitches? i like your site. mad props to them for not using the milquetoasty bloggerTM.
this weekend i shaved my head except for two devil horns, painted my face red, and wore a black hooded robe to a halloween party. i have so many pictures to show you crazy kids as soon as i get thee to a scanner!
posted October 28, 2001 in delivery. 20032002