important notice: signatures will soon be phased out
driving around paris like carlton tho
pulp it
he goes (dead europe) in brackets
beatmatching
time to think
there’s nothing else inside me tho
jimbo liked your retweet 
gr8
what I’m doing here is cataloguing/archiving my thoughts chron-o-lo-gi-cally
almost all of them
all of the ones that feel noteworthy I note
unless I forget them before I get to the page
which almost always anyway is just a text field
text field
we are safety blankets or toys to one another
alerts can come from people or devices, bots, code… alarms or messages, systems or

individuals
don’t discriminate
ibook clamshell,
baby vibrates, check up on it
ride around searching for unlocked wifi… ppl say “passwords used to be easy to crack

in 2003 anyway but nothin online yet”
twenty-four hour post office on Elizabeth Street closes at five every day
a console that enacts your every impulse no filter… seems unPC, will have to do some

research… could also just as well be your brain, your body
there is no undo button
“undo” is the action of shaking of course
not always appropriate while driving tho
i am so pretty sure, hook turn, hook turn, hook turn, scared of go left
public transport, physically crushing on buses
small-town and pre-internet modes of communication
same person separated through time
as we/they, same person? does 1 retain memories through time?
will u?
store them in story
if character drinks anything it’s imaginary
Hypnotiq, turquoise
a picture worth a thousand notes
she doesn’t do battle mode tho
camera people with GoPros on veils and pearls and
then i said “i thought of flowers”
recorded
we drank sparkling water because he wasn’t comfortable taking drink alone
(dead europe)
doing eurenglish
with soft accents
spring street
embedding reading a good book inside book possibly published online with soft accents
clean and beautiful. a good font. cultural skeumorph… literary skeumorph. nice kerning girlie.
text that’s biological
imagine how we will talk in five/ten years… tumblr really does a thing
visions are worth fighting for
more club music × lit fiction crossovers
using rocks from the desert floor to stay in shape
a life spent at one’s desk is a life spent alone
two of these lines are quotes
and it is more intense because
conversational English
conversational sex toys
sexuality, that is, the multimillion dollar underground trade in #melbournebikeshare helmets 
a character called Barley, which of course means safe
future memories I can’t quite recall
I was trying to sleep but I could feel something in my hand like keeping me awake
threw it against the wall and it was my phone but I’ve still never smashed the screen
am I being too specific?
the public toilet has a time limit
self-cleans itself
what do you do when the internet hurts your whole entire body?
animal activist girls with beads in their hair