every day since february 1, i have walked from the parking lot to my building with my eyes inexplicably but…
another one bites the dust
“a touching story,” by sarah. once upon a time, two days ago, i noticed the beginning of an ant mound–a…
oh i'm here, that means something doesn't it? / oh won't you dance with me a little bit / oh you don't notice cause the music's too loud
this astronaut i am working with is very amusing. yesterday around mid-day, he asked for some trajectory curves to take…
hold me now, i'm six feet from the edge and i'm thinking
7:40 a.m. – arrive at work, early, as arranged on friday evening with gavin, so that we can finish some…
