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Sept 2004. Jeez
Louise, I have a virus. Currently up to my teeth in 'registry
keys' and a world of WormStoppers, HardGuards and TrojanSplatters.
Never want to see the letter x again - every
hoodied uberdork in Dusseldorf feels to need to christen their sickness
with it - pissnortonx.dll, xxxtastemygloom.dll.That
said, drive-wipers usually choose the innocuous -
clickhereforcoolstuff.exe - in much the same way as no-go
housing estates often end up the 'Cherry Blossom Dales' etc.
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Sept 2004. Testing
1 2. Jeez Louise, I have the internet. Plain nuts
for a veteran address like this but I've always uploaded with friends
connections. Drawing a line under the DPS (it's not really me any
more, yet it refuses to change) and booking a new name. Pure fiction
and far less the doolally fontopolis. Neither similar, nor fully
nor wholly undissimilar. Possible song in the guise of 'The Nude
Boys', co-writing with J-Li. Not sure how it'll pan but current
listening: TV On The Radio, Ornette Coleman, 'Dusty In Memphis',
the Nightingales back catalogue. "Even the
big start small, kicking cans around the block.." Once
threw Thomas Hardy at a bedroom window during English Lit revision,
swearing 'Hysterics'
came an awful lot closer to the full beauty of the English Language.
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8th
May 2004. Sitting
up late, missing the creative muscle. This site is still visited
- the less I write the more hits it gets, even. Cheers. Aim for
uttermost blinkered discipline*, if going to go somewhere substantial.
Rusty. Received an odd 'creative writing' brief last week, but rusty
there. Rusty..
*
Monday 10:00 am. White-sky Think Suite at 'L²' ('Urban
Literary Solutions For A Breakneck Lifespace'),
a converted butcher's unit, EC2. "Wassup, Micha. Busy 'end?"
"Buff, chum, buff. Get up to Cargo?" "Hell. Patching
Borgesian paradoxes into WebLogic. Just lost track o'the time."
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