Uruk is in it for the long haul! It'll be awhile though. Not sure who I'm typing to anymore, either--nobody reads this!


UntitledSo strange a thing that appears suddenly there, across the table eating small pieces of mandarin orange the same coy expression that I remember from years past when we were neighborsUntitled
she tells me hello! I didn't recognize you there you got your hair cut you have a new hat you smell like tobacco you didn't used to smoke
I tell her hello! I didn't see you you had your back turned I see you still don't eat enough and I wonder would you be terribly angry if I stole one of your bits of orange?
the stimu


RaisinsThree days later I was still picking little pieces of raisins out of my teeth. Fucking vegans. Vegetarians. Idiots. Whatever. I guess the salad was ok, but thats all there was and it was mostly fucking raisins and pine nuts.Raisins
At least the car still runs. Drove all the fuck way out to Lake Jean to see the thing and they put me up in a hotel full of goddamned plant bitches. God. Just wanted a steak. It mighta been worth the drive though. Hard to tell at this point. Its gonna be a few months fore anything noteworthyll happen. Needs time to figure itself out. But thats the pointit can fi


ThummsSomething new to him. Surreal. It was a different kind of dreamnot one of plot or some manifestation of his anxieties, but something completely new...Thumms
Hed been sort of floating through the street, just above the houses and power lines and brown-leafed trees. It was his own street. The dense arrangement of buildings and the windows with their iron bars, the cracked sidewalk with maple roots pushing upward, trying to dismantle the infrastructure of human development; it was definitely his street, but twisted and luminous. Soft yellow light in the windows offset his own lavender glow, and everywhere were small animals th
| I AM THE GUYVER |
right before he starts talking about how people actually listen when they think you're dying.
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the Bermuda Triangle got tired of warm weather. It moved to Alaska. Now Santa Claus is missing.
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