Date: Sunday, April 07, 2019 09:24

Ohhhh so THAAATSS where you were for the past few days. 

you know? Less thought is better. So much better. 

When I find myself imprisoned in sepulchers of thought – my own thought – it's never a good outcome for any involved. 

On the flip side, when i'm a flurry of fleeting emotion it's not good either. 

human machines are meant to be a blissful blend of both 

hands folded in happy harmony 

spending sundays waiting on their monday packages

better yet, listening to george michael that their friend sends them. packing up packages to send to friends. typing. plugging playstations weird places. thinking of lands far away that don't exist yet but will before you die. 

Gosh, he's beautiful, inn't he? Georg-o? I was gonna slip on something else, but I'm letting autoplay do its algorithmic magic and it's not doing such a bad bot job. the human fingers behind that playlist wizardry haven't failed me today. someone deserved a dime for this one. 

Omg Mae West is still around, what the fuck? I would have loved to see her live. alive. and in furs. I'm going to stick her in the playlist next. Golden age hollywood comedy is vastly much more entertaining to me than 1990s+. It has this rhythmic quippy quippy slippy slappy comedic pacing that doesn't happen now. (does it?) It has slapstick too, for the walking amygdalae who like that. Yup. Everything but the CGI. 

Brother, can you spare a dime? 

Like how is this even possible that Mae West is even on her feet in front of a mic in 2019 when she was on her feet in front of a mic in 1933? 

Oh. It's not. #wikipediaspoilsitagain

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Had some funny write.as ideas in the bathtub with my husband the other day and I wholly let them slide down the drain with the water lol. Sometimes we leave some bathwater in the basin to humidify the room. Let's see if that's the case right now. Maybe I left a couple ideas in there. .... <checking> 

Ah, it was in that environment I laid out the rules (or, rather, non rules) for 17776 hockey. 

Dude? 

UV lights. They're wonderful. I have one as my desk lamp. Can never have enough of these. 

Right? 'Cause I was like:

“I can't think of any write/as ideas, I should incubate them with UV lights (not really)”

and my guy's like “Dude everything you talk about is a write/as idea y-u-no go with any of those”

and I be like “'cuz I don't remember anything I say because #nobackspaceever”

Right?

I'm like, not always near a keyboard.

To catch all these nickels from heaven. 

To stick in the coin slots ta the nickel arcade from heaven. 

Or at the jukebox to play george mick deep cuts from heaven. 

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fuck I wish all my friends hopped on an email and just sat here chewing the text with me. This is so my element.

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#MildlyAnnoyedAtAmountOfPharmaSlashVitaminsOnDesk < #HealthWealthPursuitHappiness

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On Sat, Apr 6, 2019, at 21:23, Typing Practice wrote:

Zemma,

This guy was so fucking legit:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4J1hwHiFIGg

An indescribably good day/night still in progress.

Less thought is always better, especially

when thought's saying more is better.

Just saw Mae West live for the first time, and she didn't at all live up to the hype.