Paul Boccaccio

waiting up. universe unresponsive. # Silence is its own answer. # shut up, o my soul #

@tofermoran seconded. in reply to tofermoran # Retweeting @tofermoran: For some reason I found this strikingly beautiful and moving: http://is.gd/nWxr # Sample thought from today’s pool: if I ever start a punk/hardcore band, I’m going to name it False Morels. (after potentially toxic fungus.) # lacks lyricism. # longest week ever. fail one complete. waiting [...]

spent tonight recording music with @tofermoran and @vyemoran, and getting beaten with foam scimitars a la mickey the rage toddler. tired now # @mathiasreese yes! in reply to mathiasreese # @warrenellis you’re on the internet. somewhere there’s a cult for folks who’ve spend days photoshopping you in various puppy boiling poses. in reply to warrenellis [...]

I’ve been muttering the same three lines of the safety dance over and over throughout dinner with family. I’ll be disowned by 8pm. # Introducing my parents to twitter. They say hello. # @AllisoNicole86 seriously? here: http://tinyurl.com/394q8z in reply to AllisoNicole86 # @mynameis_shoe you’re coming busking, though. that’s a pretty magical time as well. you [...]

writing poetry. this is good for me. then sleep, which is also good for me. just ate half-cooked ground beef dinner. significantly less good # tomorrow at 10am @thaumatrope is publishing one of my tweet-length stories. whoo hoo! # writing. yesterday was fairly productive: 4 pages in short story and 5 short poems, three of [...]