Monday, June 27, 2005

 

6.26.05

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He awoke with a suffocating feeling of desolation.

What a horrible dream.

He was in solitaire- in adventive placement.

He found himself in unfamililar areas with foreign people that adulterated him with tranmontane influences.

With what little control he had in this world, he forced himself to wake up.

He wiped his furrowed brow, ridding it of sweat- the beads of aqua cooling his arm as it met with the cold midnight air.

He drove off, departed, not really knowing where he was going.

He only had one thing on his mind- to find a place of belonging, serenity and of familiarity.

A place where his control and comfort level were unequaled.

It was an empty weekday morning, and he arrived at his destination in haste.

He perched himself upon the bleachers that surveyed the field from which he recently graduated- the ceremony that started the slow disconnection from everything that he knew.

He no longer could call this place a home. He felt like a vandal, his very presence tainting the school.

He deeply felt he was violating the grounds- he shouldn't be here.

But he felt like he needed to- what was going to happen if anyone found him? Kick him out?

It could be no worse than the absence he was already feeling.

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End Pt. I

Docking out...
-Ryan : ???

Ryan posted this at 3:29 AM.

Monday, June 13, 2005

 

06.13.05

Happy Birthday, love!

And in honor of the girlfriend...

lopadotemachoselachogaleokranioleipsanodrimhypotrimmatosilphioparaomelitokatakechy-
menokichlepikossyphophattoperisteralektryonoptekephalliokigklopeleiolagoiosiraiobaphe-traganopterygon

...that is all one word (minus the hyphens).

Define it.

I'll give the monies!

Docking out...
-Ryan : that's an actual word- i didn't make it up or press random keys randomly. Word.

Ryan posted this at 4:06 PM.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

 

06.12.05

What am I doing?

Docking out...
-Ryan : (insert anything here)

Ryan posted this at 4:26 PM.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

 

06.09.05

I like how she wakes from her naps with her eyes closed.

A mystic smile upon a face.

As if she just had lunch with a group sages and learned the secrets of all that brings happiness.

Docking out...
Ryan : I realize that sometimes I appear to have horrible grammar but remember this: this is the internet, not a freakin' literature book

Ryan posted this at 10:34 PM.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

 

06.07.05

525,600.

I've been waiting all this time to be something I can't define.

Docking out...
-Ryan : fin.

Ryan posted this at 11:49 AM.

Monday, June 06, 2005

 

6.06.05

I fear it, but I must adhere to it...

If I want to keep in touch and keep tabs on everyone, I'm going to have to get...

a Myspace!

Oy...

Docking out...
-Ryan : Oy...

Ryan posted this at 1:14 PM.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

 

6.04.05

In about three months, I shall be heading for Santa Barbara-

"A drinking town with a sailing problem."

Joy.

Docking out...
-Ryan : i hope you dance

Ryan posted this at 9:31 PM.

 

6.3.05 (cont'd.)

"And I don't want to speak these words 'cause I don't want to make things any worse."

Kind words from kind people.

I meant everything I wrote and/or said.

Thanks for the memories, everyone.

Docking out...
-Ryan: set adrift on memory bliss

Ryan posted this at 2:42 AM.

Friday, June 03, 2005

 

6.3.05

I'm graduating.

Groovy.

Docking out...
-Ryan : it still hasn't hit

Ryan posted this at 4:51 PM.