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Friday, March 14, 2008 

Category: Writing and Poetry
    Might be partially coded and lacking first person pronouns, but the late night hour begged for company in a way not to be ignored.  Could be working on projects for money or for a portfolio, but the full day provided bounty all around, and complicated plainspeak in the electronic present seems the best way to express appreciation.
   
Work, sure.  Always.  Half-hearted, at best, though competently passionless.  Seems too much like a waste these days.  Abandoned the pace of February for a week or so, but getting it back incrementally.  More work, passionate work, inspired work is necessary…for everyone…always.  Idealism makes the slightest imperfection in anything chaotic; pragmatists say, "Fuck it."  Some seek the center, but always think right.  Or left.  The only two options for these people, who believe in the attainment of unique perfection.  Spent an hour or two pondering perfection without pursuing it, perhaps a ponderance by proxy.  Now with the contemplation complete, the pursuit begins anew.  "Positive energy will attract positive energy" — the title of Ashley Alexandra Dupre’s former myspace blog, which got hundreds of thousands of hits in the hours between 6:30 and 9:00, March 10, 2008, seven months after she posted it.  The news.
    All the news is deadly.  Twenty-two-year-old whores with myspace pages becoming news.  And, today’s headline: "Severed digits give hope to families of workers kidnapped in Iraq."  Really?  Okay.  Hope is good.  And, AOL’s second top sports story: "
World Series Champ Has New Flame—Star Is Dating Penthouse Pet of Year."  Click on the story to learn about Clay Buchholz (on a strange note, the Microsoft spellchecker recognizes "Buchholz" but not "Kubrick" or "Kiekegaard") and how he’s coming up.  The kid whose pitched less major league games than he’s got fingers on his pitching hand is having his dating habits touted as the second most important AOL sports story at this very moment.  Everybody now:  Clay!  Buchholz!  He’s a smart guy.  And, on that, time for a fantasy moment:
    V, Lowell is cool.  Great pick.  The thing about fantasy is that you end up rooting for the guys you have on your team, and to a homer (the sports media’s term for a people that only root for their home team) it’s hard for a Bostonian to root against Lowell.  A trade might be in order, though the Nuclear Bombers are a team of which even an idealist could be satisfied.  
    J, how could you not pick up Jack Wilson?  Sometimes, it’s okay to be a homer.  But, the shape of the ball never matters; the point is always the same.  
    B, good commissioning.  Still have a couple suggestions: Only three P per day, not six; get rid of H/9 and add total strikeouts (also, negative categories like BB and losses keep people honest and non-gimmicky); would also add another Util spot to the lineup and add SO.  Just suggestions, from limited experience.  The season looks good, whether baseball or real life.  Time to kick things into top gear.  Good luck getting LOST.
    F, you don’t read this, but how the hell do you always get first pick?
    But, despite what you hear, reality is so much better than fantasy.  Reality deserves praise—the reality that lives within the fantasy and without it.
    J, simply amazing, inspiring, deserved.  Never enough adjectives for you.
    The camera—so good to have, tested and working to perfection.  Can film and upload and feel satisfied with the score.  The camera bag is a little feminine, but the entire package is Tony the Tiger.  From now on, life will be filmed.  There will be movies.
    Woody Allen is seventy-five percent complete.  The latest shipment includes eight more of his movies, and a few more for an unbelievably low price.  Why do discounts add joy to purchases?  Because they just do.  Time for an all-night, neurotic, existential fest.
    The wedding invite finally arrived, and appears to be a good time waiting.  "And Guest" would be nice to find, but what cool person wants to go to San Francisco for the weekend in late May to drink and see the sights paying for nothing more than a plane ticket?  Eyes and ears are open.  Can’t wait.
    (Here’s where sleep took over and required a posting seven hours after the bulk of these words were written.) Now that it’s morning, there’s a lot to be done.  Wish to take today off, but need to finish working for money.  Renewed zeal makes it easier.  Sometimes Friday is just as good as Monday. 
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Vanessa
Vanessa Espinosa Quain

 
Ha! Didn't I draft "Buchholz"?? Thats too funny.

B and I are totally stalking you and your "and guest" in San Fran. This has been decided. There is really nothing you can do.

V.
 
Posted by Vanessa on Friday, March 14, 2008 - 3:34 PM
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DUDE!!!! i love that you have that camera now...it's all you (and hopefully a little me too, i'd love to help and stop quoting the Monkees...very obscure reference, shit)

75% amazing! Jealous!

Got LOST, i'm back!

I will do my best im commishing, and if you want to help me, please, that's fine. HELP ME!

Im eating a pot pie right now...thank you for DINNER, save me from this lunch! haha!

b.quain
 
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