Two week to go and then Saint Jean de Luz, and maybe Tokyo. My passport has expired after two flights, one in America to see Lemon (where has she gone ?) and one in Tokyo to catch up with Ping Ping.

I completed Quake and got to do the papers for my brand new passport. There are so many levels. I finally got to understand what I really hate about Britney Spears, and it's all in clear words, in the Musical preference survey from the Register. Earlier i had a bad day at the office, a few days from my departure, but Armstrong won again the stage to save the day.

My internship is now over and i strangely i was saddened by the situation. Gone are the days when i could in my own way try to help people, but not for too long i hope. I've learned many thing and i shall be thankful. I've tried to be polite and correct to anyone. Now i've lost sleep and hunger, looking for Benway's friend, my uncle, to try to ballance the chemistry.

Time lapse, computers come and go, i am a network media mogul. Wise up, so just give up. The skin fades. Busy all the time on things I like. My anti spam is so power. It felt so strange not to receive spam anymore and it's such a void that I go check my spam box for time to time to get a dose of internet trash.

6 AM eternal, situation perfected. So much more Mhz and Mb. The State pays for it to come to me and my brain achives. When you are perfectly awake at midnight after 3 hour's sleep, what's your status ?

I can't get used to the idea that Johnny Cash is dead. I spent a 12 hour coding session listening to unearth over and over again. It's so good that it drags you away from the idea to make music yourself. Kudos to Rick Rubin.

2MB and 100MB, subscriptions and hardware upgrades. The man comes around like the trembleing heart, there at my command, prompt, shell, login.

Shibuya express, walked there, tubed that, snap it and grab it in a bag. Painful plane, burning airlines, so much fun, so much more. Expect the huge, you'll get the real thing.

Back at the station, more tests, first steps, we'll meet again. Wayfaring stranger makes his way to Archive without being quoted. Last lovers do. Just like, exactly like me. Files named after numbers. More pixels in raw form. Shapes surrounding. Birthday. Small hug.

Apes beneath the surface, escalading sky scrapers, atomic sweets and candy toys. She smiled at me and we talked in english. Double hard bastard, without custard. Neon lights, lost inside, paranoia, chemist, double cocaine.

Game on with Matthew Mallone, Star wars triple scan. Got it all worked out. Goes by to shell and asked for a foreign login. Prompt the asset, I had none in my vallet. Mary was distant as ever but maybe wise.

I payed for software on the pc and got commercial software for the Iyonix without any money. The flow will dry out but I have firm plans to get that iBook. Felt like being mainstream and having the guts to ask for more.

Wonderful fags from Japan, classy and stuff. Forbiden language and food, rules meant to be continental. Whale shushi in my mouth. The party was sad but she was beautiful on the outside. No contact, no words, no sights. Felt lost for a few minutes, sunshine out through the clouds. Where is that Tokyo tower of dub and country. The man comes around, surrounded by his ghost, I stole from the church, sinister breaker deal, meat in a plate of steal, still felt like agony.

There won't be options, no design for life, no attitude in a box. I'll be the that's left behind by his earned fate. Nietzsche was on my way, lights off the track, bankrupt without overdraft, it's soul that matters.

Felt over the edge by the beginning of the month, climax, then turn back to jesus and other mortals. Will Benway trigger another subliminal wave of kingdom in mine and I rule above my past ?