Thursday, September 9, 2010

FROM MONOLOGUES FOR CALCULATING THE DENSITY OF BLACK HOLES

"...the next day my mom came over. she gave me a note and five dollars. she said: 'take this and buy yourself something nice'.

i would, but i'm not me, and so i don't know what i would want."


"i've never heard god actually talk to me, but he does sometimes call me up and breathe heavily into the phone"

that pretty much sums it up lately.



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