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Tuesday, Apr. 06, 2004 - 9:04 p.m. i am home now. i knew that as the plane started its long decent through the clouds into portland. it is good to be back. my pile of mail isn't nearly as large as i had hoped but that's because the fucking post office has been sending things back do to our situation with the old post box. i am quite pissed about that. the virtual piles of e-mails are huge and i'll start to tackle that tomorrow after i go with joe to the doctor to get his abcess removed. yucky. i put my bike back together in the airport and peopel kept staring at me. i felt sort of tough and mysterious about it for some reason. when i got home i rode over to alans for game night but i didn't feel like playing. i just told joe i would. now i'm home. i keep writing in my notebook. i keep writing the same things over and over but in different words and i keep writing for pages and pages. i need to tak a bath and think for a bit. i need to reground myself. ***MICROCOSM PUBLISHING***we make 1" buttons, stickers, shirts, and patches. we also distro recrods, books, zines and more. this is how joe and i make a living BUY A COPY OF THE STOLEN SHARPIE REVOLUTIONG BOOK FOR $5 POSTAGE PAID /> \"why do you haunt me?\" i asked \"why do you haunt me?\" he answered - PSU zine reading