Category: Narrative
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My kitchen chairs are hard.
Posted in: NarrativeWe have these pine ones. Pretty ordinary, but I’ve been working the last couple nights at the kitchen table on freelanceage so that I can kinda still hang out with the fam. It’s sort of depressing to go down in my dank basement as well. It’s dark and I know the water’s coming in. I…
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Get inspirationized.
Posted in: NarrativeSo many times in the past few weeks I have endeavoured to write something down. Fill this hole. I sit here now and it has all escaped me, come and gone. I get ideas about things, often at incovieninet times and they wound up lost. I think back now. Perhaps it’s the time of year.…
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Quarantine.
Posted in: NarrativeWe woke up this morning and the 30cm of snow we’re supposed to get had started to come down. Everyone is sick, except for Julia, and she’s in a terrible mood. I had to go out to the store this morning for the essentials, apple juice and medicine. We’re all landlocked in the house together.…
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Further along The Downward Road.
Posted in: NarrativeSo I’m sitting here in the public library and someone’s talking way too loud. I mean it’s the library, right? I’m in the library to get ahold of some internet access as I’m not in that realm anymore at home. I’ve got a bunch of things to do on the infosuperhighway – most of which…
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Reality check.
Posted in: NarrativeSo I’ve just drank the last beer in the house. The significance of this will become apparent later. We’ve hit a bit of a bump here at buKit central and financially, things aren’t what all would hope it could be. Well, at least us anyway. At this point, I’ll take the opportunity to mention to…
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Apparently not ‘Licensed’.
Posted in: NarrativeSo I’m sitting here putting off another blog entry. Believe me folks, it’s not for lack of anything to write. Nothing has coagulated yet. The topics, news, and whimzical observation are all whizzing about in my head like bills in one of those cash machines in the old school game shows. I keep coming up…