Just don't leave... | 04 Feb 2004.
For the girl I don't even know. Return, Sabby. You are much loved.

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There There | Photolog | Where to?


Where to? | 03 Feb 2004.
...thin, shaky voice of a lonely human being, exerting itself, desperate - MAIS ALLEZ-Y, ALLEZ-Y!

And we go.

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There There | Photolog | We can.


We can. | 03 Feb 2004.
Wipe you out.
Anytime. We. Can wipe you out.

I miss the rain.

Today: my childhood friend Anton's birthday.
We last saw each other: when I was 11 and he 12.
I don't even know if he's alive, and for various reasons it's unlikely.

Hello Anton.

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There There | Photolog | I don't care if it hurts.


I don't care if it hurts. | 16 Jan 2004.
It's not going to work. It's not going to work. It's. Not. Going. To work. No.

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There There | Photolog | Rust in the mountains.


Rust in the mountains. | 06 Jan 2004.
Old semi-retired lorry slowly disintegrating on top of Cooper's Rock, WV.

That is where mother of all fogs lives.

Lorry is occasionally hauling dry tree branches, but is mostly listening to the noise that tourists make. Or watching us play badminton, fall flat on our arses, scratching palms on gravel.

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There There | Photolog | This machine.


This machine. | 05 Jan 2004.
Mechanical excellence. Vaguely functional: runs and whirrs. A certain floppy-haired alien wizard would make music with it.

Blue key is reminiscent of 'Mulholland Drive'.

Irrationality rules.

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There There | Photolog | New Year.


New Year. | 31 Dec 2003.
Happy 2004 everyone.
A somewhat lonely and slow celebration. No fireworks, but here's Thom's silver star.
Love to all.

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