the cafe

Sam owned the cafe, it was his day to day. Sam sat there in his little
carved out space, selling expresso and flavored coffee drinks, watching
her. She gave him hope that this was not the entirety of his destiny.
Watching her sip her mocha, sweet chocolate touching her rid lips. but her
affection were contested. rod was a nice guy from the college, studying
communications, he sold futons from his apartment and sometimes
contemplated suicide.

When Rod asked for coffee he would order it black so he could see if Sam
spit in it, or worse. They had a clear rivalry, and everyone knew it.
People would sit outside the cafe for hours and talk and laugh about the
two of them and what nonsense they had done to each other lately. Most of
all she knew it.

Becka was one of those girls who wore here smarts, and I mean smarts like
hurts, as fasion. He wit, and cutting nature was a clear indication that
she had a strong sense of self worth. The compitition between Sam and Rod
meerly reinforced that she was wanted.

dj spooky, that subliminal kid

I just read that dj spooky is doing some collaboration with negitiveland. I
really love this guy, he is doing one thing that I wish more noise people
would do, bring in the beats. Ya know public enemy had the right idea when
they said "bring the noise" to rap, now I think nois bands should do the
oipposite and "bring the beats".

dj spooky, that subliminal kid

strange interview

Yesterday I was on the hiring side of a strange interview. Basically a
person that once interviewed me and passed on hiring me, was sitting across
the table from me getting interviewed for a position.

Now this guy was a founder of the company I interviewed at, basically he
was the CTO, and I would have been working for him, so this had to be a
major step down for him in both pay and status because he was being
interviewed for a basic developer position.

The funny thing is that when I asked the recruiter why he didn't want to
hire me the response was, "He believed that you would have conflicts with
his approach and style.", so this was interesting because as soon as I
figured out who this guy was, which ws in the middle of the interview, I
had to ask him directly what made him think we still wouldn't have
conflicts.

There is cosmic justice I would say, this renews my faith in that.

I hope he isn't hired, I had a feeling he was right in the first place.

back to normal life

I am a little aprehensive about starting back to work, not because I don't
like to work but because I am worried that its going to be a clusterfuck.
hopefully I am wrong.

I had a dream about being in the military, it was some sort of thing I
thought would be good for me to teach me the things I never learned like
obeying authority or maybe physical stuff like marching. Like I had missed
out on some kind of learning experience. In the dream I quit it though,
chalking it up as a bad idea that clearly didn't match up with my value
system.

That's kindof the way I think of it waking too. I like to learn about the
military, even historical stuff, but I think the lifestyle just doesn't
match up with my value system.

skimpermods

I am writing a new story, its based on a concept that I had where people
generate electricty because we have used up all the other forms like gas
and coal.

The idea is about a simple woman named Candy who has a dream to go to a
place that has more light. In the world of Skin everyone has genetic skin
problems they call dermaforms, and hers makes her need to use light lamps
so she can generate B2.

Anyway she has a stupid boyfriend "Vince", who likes to were trendy suites
powered by his generator bike, called a "skimper".

I will make it available when its done.