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Thoughts from November 15 and 16, 1999
November 15, 1999 (Future note: The following was an experiment in which I tried dictating my thoughts into a small tape recorder. I had it with me as I went about my day. I was working at a group home for boys as a secretary. They specifically hired me for my maleness. They thought I…
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Thoughts from October 5, 1998 to June 4, 1999
October 5, 1998 Truth in advertising Note from the future here. The above three words are all I have of this Thoughts paper. I can only speculate what I would have said after them. Knowing me from back in 1998 as I do, I can guess I would have said something about how advertising is…
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Thoughts from September 2 and 18, 1998
September 2, 1998 Here I sit in my open casket. I’m not dead, but I’m not really alive. If there were a state of questioning, I would live in it right now. My questioning has to do with everything (as opposed to the questioning of nothing I normally do). I drink from an orange cup,…
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Thoughts from August 14 and 28 1995
(Future note: The following two entries from 1995 are great examples of my nerdiness, shyness, and continuing pursuit of creative interests that never seemed to lead to an artistic career. I think my shyness was the main reason for my only pursuing creativity as a hobby. On a positive note, I made some real social…
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Thoughts from August 5 and 6, 1995
August 5, 1995 My race for developing the mighty computer continues. By all indications, I should be in a small room with pads on all the walls, so I don’t hurt myself. As it is, I have several bruises and cuts on my hands and arms from hitting assorted items around the room. I’m sure…
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Thoughts from July 6 & 30, 1995
July 6, 1995 Welcome to the winter of my circumvent. If avoidance is the spice of life, I’ve had a heaping bowl of that green stuff you get with Sushi. But enough about me. (Future note: This day’s thought was short and sweet. I will just add I am now fully aware the green stuff is called…
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Thoughts from December 14, 1994
I’ve been in a downhill roly-poly spiral as of late. I need some help from above. Yes, I need to paint my ceiling. My theory is it collects dust because of the flaky material from which it is made. (Future note: I’m talking about a popcorn ceiling.) In the words of Bob who works at…
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Thoughts from December 4, 1994
The Diary of Wienie Frank How the funky chicken are ya? One of these days, I’m going to wake up and smell the coffee bean hair balls. Today, I’m looking at my life with a newfound fear. I’m afraid I may be in that well known psychological state known as Laziana (for people from Nebraska,…
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Thoughts from September 3, 1994
Prepare yourself! Brian is not feeling the heights of pleasure or even comfort today. Those who read forth should be convinced of their own contentment and emotional well-being. Life is a big soup and I’m one of the noodles. There is a job opening up at work for a Recreation Assistant. The job pays between…
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Thoughts from August 20, 1994
I don’t pretend to understand life completely, but I pretend to understand it in parts. Jeopardizing my future for the sake of my past – that’s what I’m really doing. I’m confused (as is the reader of this paper). That’s what it truly is all about. I’m waiting for something good to happen and fearing…
Thoughts from Life 