Hey Emily, I tried to email ya, but there's a no go for some reason.

It's too bad, it was an intensly witty and sardonic message that would have at least made you sit back and say, oh yeah . . . there ya go.

Well, I guess I'll resolve to run into one of these days which will inevitably happen. And that's a good thing.

Until then, more qoutes and cultural references like the Village Voice. Oh this town needs that boy. I like Artvoice, but it's no Village Voice. Then again, Buffalo is no New York. See, we have something to attain right?

Actually, we already have a New York, what else can we do with this town. Let's think . . . fo once.

Ok that last entry might have been a bit crass to start off with, and so I apologize. This is not to say that I don't think that way, because I do. Yes it does get tiring.

I want to try and implement something, and I hope y'all are on board here. I want to create a system which will make it easier for meeting people. We should try it, and I will start.

This is not like Match dot waste of time (apologies to all who use it), or something to that effect, but it will be used in bars and social settings. I propose to have a list of . . . okay I need help here. I was about to say a list of bad qualities, for example - I like sex a lot, but cuddling more, okay that's a lie, on par - but then I thought why not the good qaulities? My position as of now is ambivalence.

Or how about a quote and an author in your pocket that you can hand out to the potential suitors or suitee (dat a word?).
Now if they say, "what the hell is this?" BOOM, you're done. You know not to pursue the undeniable waste of your time. But if you hand over a piece of paper and she (in my case) says, "Ahh . . . he's good. And do you really believe this?" Your response could be, "Only on Wednesdays and late Saturday evenings, how about you?" BLAM, instant conversation.

This might be considered too cerebral, but then I have been called worse. I think I have something here. Any thoughts?

Oh and mine, for example only (one of mine, you could have more than one, depending on the night) would be:

"and those things do best please me that befall preposterously."

I really get into Beckett.

see? It's easy. Who's in?

While you ponder, I am off to Spot to write my memoir.

Take it easy, but take it.

Blest are those who blood and judgement are so well commingled that they are not a pipe for fortune's finger to sound what stop she please. Give me that man who is not passion's slave and I will wear him in my heart's core.

That's it. That is where I'm at, where I've been, and where I will remain. This is a choice mind you, I understand this. Actually no. I won't be that deliberate about this. It might not be a choice. Ever here the saying (I forgot who said it right now), some people were born with a foot in the grave. Well I hope that's not me, but if you replace grave with institution, that might work better. Then again, I'm of the school that says that if someone calls themselves crazy, they're not. And I'm not crazy. It's everyone else that I worry about.

I will write about how it sucks that it's snowing in May, and that breaking up is hard to do (especially with ex's, over and over and over and), but as of right now, I've got some things on my mind. Like for example, am I really closer to fine when I just don't think about something and rather become like Lao Tzu's analogy of water? I think so, but see, other people get pissed. I'll get into that more later.

Thanks for having me.

coming soon - morality, why don't we get shut of it?

no this is a test. this is only a test.