to wake me up in god-fucking-early:30 in the morning because you are drunk and horny?
I am a complete stranger, get a life, please.
Sleepy today.
Here lies Mole (1980 - 2008).
You have been with me for a long time.
Through the bitter and the sweet, through smooth sailing and choppy water.
I’ll try to miss you as much as I can.

What a subtle yet stunning story. Christopher Doyle’s photography is quite awesome.
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An incredible visual homage to Ozu without any of the guts.
Still beautiful though.
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Summer, like creamy caramel, is sticky and sweet.
However, when the natural and usually cooperative world suddenly turned baring its fangs this summer, it certainly didn’t bother to check the vast sums of karma points I thought to have saved for just the occasion. When the world struck, not once did it pause to consider the trash I picked up from the neighbor’s yard, the charitable coin I had been tossing to the poor and the hungry, the recycling, my attempts to save the rain forests and glaciers for the kids, or the other long lists of karma building activities I regularly engage in. Taking my counter-measures for granted, it flung and flailed me like a wet sheet on the drying line. Tattered, I cling to a few slivers of righteous indignation while I sardonically peer about and prepare for world to unleash exciting, new atrocities against me with the words, “Et tu brute?”
Haha.
Who am I kidding; I could care less, and would.
Last night we were robbed! All of my computer equipment have been stolen. All my work, pictures, backups, computer monitor, wacom tablet were all stolen.
And bless the the opiate addled god Killers. Chris, you are awesome! Kat, I love you.
Tomorrow at noon, shortly after IV sedation, a highly trained oral surgeon will extract eight teeth from my face. I will be waving goodbye to all of my 3rd molars (that’s the “wisdom teeth” in common speech) plus an additional four premolars (that’s the bicuspids–to make room for straight teeth) and wishing good luck to the empty sockets in my mouth.
Goodbye and good luck you nasty pointy things. I’ll commemorate your by only eating gentle, soft foods for a while.
Smita once told me about a few things she’d over heard from some young women about me. I so wish they were true.
So its been three days since the braces went in. They irritate more than they hurt.
Have been taking a lot of photos. The photos are doing good.
Lets all tell tall tales. Perhaps we will learn and grow together.