Tuesday, July 6, 2004


My fingers are black with it, and my skin smells of it, its underneath my nails. It covers the floor of my room. Little black fingerprints are all over the sewing machine. Black tire tracks are besmirch the bottom of the tub. I am waiting for the fabric store to open up so I can get more thread.

I am almost done with another big shoulder bag. I made it out of 3 road bike innertubes and one mountain bike tube. It looks very tube-esque. I also cut the pieces for four mini credit card wallets.

Anthing to put off renewing my credential which expires at the end of the month. It is something I have been assiduously avoiding for the last five years.

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