Showing posts with label spencer madsen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spencer madsen. Show all posts

20111212

this makes me seem really productive and also like spencer madsen

Today I was late to therapy.

Today I heard someone say, "But it's hard to see into those rubbish bins."

Today I blinked my eyes really fast and created a strobelight effect.

Today I watched Steve Roggenbuck and Stephen Tully Dierks on ustream.

Today I went to the library.

Today I heard someone say, "Do you want some hand sanitizer."

Today I ran into Reuben and Grace, who I met last month at the poetry slam, and Grace said we should hang out sometime.

Today I read some of Timequake by Kurt Vonnegut.

Today someone flashed a laser pointer on me and said "Why don't you smoke that?"

Today I marked my mood as a 5 in my mood diary.




Today I at this.





Today I walked in the rain.

Today I finished booking me and Caro's south island adventure.

Today I heard sirens.

Today someone right next to me said "He's tall" as if I couldn't hear them.

Today I read this awesome story by Spencer Madsen

Today I planned to trim my nails but didn't

Today I wrote my first blog post in two weeks

20111119

Instead of writing status updates I save up those thoughts and write blog posts

Everytime I go for a walk I think up a blog post. Everyday I should just walk to the library, sit down and write what I thought of on the walk, walk home, write what I thought of on the walk, and then just repeat that as many times as possible. Also it would be good exercise. (Or I could have a circuit that includes multiple libraries)

Someone who has an extensive formspring should publish their formspring as a book. I have thought about asking someone a bunch of questions anonymously on formspring and then publishing it as an interview. Maybe I should get a journalism degree (it worked for tao lin (LOL who gives a fuck what degree tao lin has?))

I wish spencer madsen had a blog at www.everythingisfucked.com

I just wrote a poem into a status update on facebook and then posted it and then screenshotted it and then deleted the status because I wanted the poem to be the screenshot but I didn't want the status to exist on facebook.

Brb having a bath.

Just reread the second half of A Million Bears in the bath. The water got a bit cold by the end.
I reread the first half next to the library earlier. I was going to read while walking to and from the library but it was raining so I couldn't.

I think of my wallet, my phone, and my ipod as the holy trinity. If I don't bring them with me when I go out I usually regret it. (can't find my fucking ipod) The ipod can be replaced with a book

Brb eating dinner.

Back. Why did I have a bath earlier if I'm planning on going for a run later? Seems stupid.

Brb writing 1000 words of my novel. JK just gonna check facebook and stuff