June 2004 Archives
Gmail Rhapsodies
They played me songs and wrote me poems, and all I had to give them in return were some lousy Gmail invitations. People are wonderfully generous. For Gmail, Sygmoral played for me a piano version of Lou Reed’s Perfect Day….Continue reading "Gmail Rhapsodies"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 30, 2004 in Various Positions
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Knock and Wait
I’ve nearly forgotten how goddamn stupid high schools are, so when I walked into one yesterday evening to vote in the Federal election I nearly shit my pants. A monstrously red sign was taped on the glass door of the…Continue reading "Knock and Wait"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 29, 2004 in Various Positions
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Ride to Paris
I wanted to spend the weekend in Sarnia with my beautiful people, but the dull ache in my legs made the idea of biking another desperate 230 km rather unappealing. Because Kitchener is no place to spend a Sunday,…Continue reading "Ride to Paris"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 28, 2004 in Bike Rides
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Signage & Waterfalls
“Let’s just drop everything and head out of town,” he said at noon. I dashed madly into the kitchen to pack two sandwiches before jumping in his orange hunchback and speeding towards Inglis Falls. And three hours later we…Continue reading "Signage & Waterfalls"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 26, 2004 in Here & There
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I Didn’t Inhale
I coughed like a bastard and blew the smoke through my nose like some sort of mythical creature. My visionary Indian friend laughed, his face beautiful and obscured by clouds. I never smoked before and my body refused to hallucinate….Continue reading "I Didn't Inhale"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 25, 2004 in Various Positions
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Saturday’s Goodbyes
She made good pillow talk, pausing at the right moments so we could both nod off now and again.Continue reading "Saturday's Goodbyes"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 24, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Friday’s Celebration of Flesh
All of Friday was an intense build-up to our late-night ritual. The morning chats with Zorianna, the lovely breakfast on a patio, the abortive attempts to contact Martha, all linked together like glass beads in a necklace to create…Continue reading "Friday's Celebration of Flesh"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 23, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Thursday and the Zorianna Effect
The cocks felt pleasantly rigid in my hand, and I tried to make them all wabble by touching their tips, clumsily knocking some on the floor.Continue reading "Thursday and the Zorianna Effect"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 22, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Wednesday
I didn’t tell him about the sandwich still in my pocket and she didn’t say anything about the chocolates in her purse, which we ate while watching a movie in the dark.Continue reading "Wednesday"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 21, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Life and Pain
I didn’t know how to leave Toronto. “Take the second street on the right, then straight on till morning,” Zorianna’s father told me before I got on my bicycle. And after twelve hours of excruciating pain and joy, I…Continue reading "Life and Pain"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 20, 2004 in Bike Rides
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Toronto (Again)
Wednesday morning, already in Toronto, and still no word from Trevor, even though I’m supposed to spend the night at his place. I don’t even know if the fucker is alive anymore. He’s increasingly becoming a Christ-like figure, talking to…Continue reading "Toronto (Again)"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 16, 2004 in Here & There
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A River, A Bridge, A Train
Last evening, after the storm ended, my friend and I headed towards St. Jacobs to watch the river. On summer days the Conestogo flows stupidly and placidly through the village, but yesterday it became a furious, muddy thing that…Continue reading "A River, A Bridge, A Train"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 15, 2004 in Here & There
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Paradise Lake
Because I didn’t know how to reach her I was cruel to her, the way boys sometimes are, and my cruelty broke something inside her, a piece of her soul, and she was no longer the same.Continue reading "Paradise Lake"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 14, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Toronto in Slices
“We got naked with your sister on an island!” I screamed at his answering machine. “Where were you?!”Continue reading "Toronto in Slices"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 11, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Madder Than You
Tina is saintly. She forgave my trespasses (I once wanted to eat her pet), and today she smilingly endured hours of ceaseless raving after I gulped down two cups of coffee and started talking about lost loves. “That girl sent…Continue reading "Madder Than You"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 08, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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What Large Teeth You Have
My teeth are deliciously sharp and shiny, and suddenly I yearn to bite through raw human flesh. At the dentist today they sat me down in a chair and scraped and polished until everything was white and bleeding. The dental…Continue reading "What Large Teeth You Have"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 07, 2004 in Various Positions
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Shrek the Marxist
Today I thought of Karl Marx at least once while seeing Shrek 2 in a roomful of screaming children. I didn’t mind the children — they should all be exposed to Marxist philosophy, and Shrek is just the movie…Continue reading "Shrek the Marxist"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 06, 2004 in Writing & the Media
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Back From the Edge
The earth beneath me felt like living tissue, and I was surrounded by primordial nothingness and cracked earth, the colour of pain.Continue reading "Back From the Edge"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 05, 2004 in Various Positions
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How to Attend Her Convocation
You’re starting to regret not injecting booze, drugs, or animal tranquilizer into your veins this morning.Continue reading "How to Attend Her Convocation"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 04, 2004 in How To
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Pretending to be Cohen
Zorianna’s asleep next door and I’m wild with excitement. She arrived in town at sunset, and we wandered through Kitchener at night laughing wildly, until we ended up in the park with a bottle of wine between our legs….Continue reading "Pretending to be Cohen"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 03, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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Synchronicity
At exactly 9:13 pm, I picked up my phone and dialled Zorianna’s number, unaware that she was doing exactly the same. Neither of our phones rang, yet there we were, magically connected, which resulted in utter confusion and silence…Continue reading "Synchronicity"
Posted by Tudor on Jun 01, 2004 in Friends & Lovers
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