exorcised from this place, all of the java, shockwave, cgi, vrml and livescript. no more bells and whistles. this has become something personal, my catharsis, a chance to exhale . .

hours tick away, the sun is rising again. loss and guilt, anger and rage, wonderment and love. as old as time. so many paths to take me to so many destinations, will i make the right choices or regret that which i tried so hard to achieve?

---woozy1 1996

"sometimes it's useless. here i am struggling and filled with dread -- afraid that i will never squeeze enough graphite from my damaged cranium to inspire or asphyxiate any eyes grazing like hungry cows across the stage or page."

---patti smith 1978