alive

well, my copmuter has some crazy wild nast virus and it blocks me from going online at home. which is one reason i haven’t been around. and the second reason is that i got in a minor bike accident with a mercedes and broke my hand and partially dislocated my shoulder. what happens when people in parked cars don’t look before they open the door. shoulder is fine now and my hand is finally out of a cast. still broken though. but i’m fine. even gonna get a new bike outta the ordeal. oh, and i now have a girlfriend! well, i wish i could note everyone right now but i can’t. just know i’m well. and hope to see some … notes of well wishes. hey, when-it-rains, i miss our conversations!

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If you miss when-it-rains, then you’re missing a slimy, unoriginal theif. She’s taken so many lines from the poet ‘PseudoFemme’ – who’s also on OD & you can find more of her work here: allpoetry.com/poets/PseudoFemme. It’s a shame when-it-rains is getting praise for writing that isn’t even her own.

…to continue my note from earlier, a fine example of when-it-rains and (a fraction of) her thievingly demeanor is the following: the poem ‘you see me naked’ by PseudoFemme – http://allpoetry.com/poem/152943 annnnnd the poem ‘ephemeral’ by when-it-rains – http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D473099&entry=10026 you be the judge.

a final note, ( excuses excuses @ gmail . com ) -this is my email address (minus the spaces inbetween), proof that i’m real and care about vulnerable writers (such as yourself) with invisible audiences. you can contact me there. anyway, thankyou for listening.

June 1, 2005

didn’t your mommy ever tell you not to ride too close to parked cars? silly. 😉 Hope you’re well!

im happy you’re happy. also i miss you.