feeling particularly useless today. i have no car. i haven’t slept in my own bed in two days. i have 20 cents in my pocket. i am wearing a black shirt with satan’s head on it, drawn by the illustrious k3n. i have my green cargo pants. i am wearing a hat i bought at american eagle of all places, and it got lost on halloween, was stepped on by billions of people at the logan house, and was found again. i had to do some minor training with our new intern – she seems very timid, yet enthusiastic. sounds of the empire came in, and i popped it into the computer and ripped it immediately. i have work to do, but don’t want to do it. i want to go back to new york. i want to go back to austin two years ago. i want to go back to toronto fifteen years ago. i want to write about god.
17
May 03
brother!
2:58 AM: email #1
aimee,
that was a great letter! i know that i definitely appreciate what you’ve written and shared with us, and i’m betting that dad and mieziele will also totally appreciate it.
i just want to say that i think you are doing great, and i know that our whole family is proud of you, and i’m proud to be your sister!
you did great and stuck to your guns! you never gave up and you should proud of what you have, and what you will accomplish.
okay, this a probably way dorky sounding coming from me, so i’ll stop while i’m ahead. :)
be calm and cool! i love you!
your loving brother,
mark
3:02 AM: email #2
did i really say that? hAhAhA
i think it’s supposed to go “and i’m proud to be your brother!”, or “and i’m proud to have you as my sister!”
hah, i’ll probably hear about this one for months.
love you all,
mark
15
May 03
seussian
after months of searching, i have found someone who will sell me “Sounds of the Empire” by Capitol K.
and GOD, i love tool.
i dreamed that i was in my house, turning the corner at the top of the stairs and in front of my door stood this big blue thing. every part of him was this dr. seuss blue, with black highlights. he was all furry, wearing a blue hawaiian shirt, with this evil looking blue seussian face.
donnie darko comes to mind.
he took off his mask, and it was andy, and i told him he was freaking me out and that he needed to let me in my room, but he took of his andy face, and underneath was that dr. seuss blue mask again. we played chess, and i barely beat him, so logically he jumped down the stairs and into the bonfire that had somehow grown to ridiculous heights without burning the whole house down.
but i guess it was a dream, after all.