solved Zed problem solved. 021117 ... paste! i'm clutching my last hundred dollar rubber duck when I tumble down a gravel bank and stumble and fall and pop up with sparkling rocks in my cheekbones staring at my feet and the sun not knowing which is which my stupid underperforated foreshadowing to get on some help figure it out, this way no this way but this time is the last time until the next time i have no idea 140830 ... unhinged it used to be a comfort. i completed it. i know it. i can tell others. now, it is more like sisyphus. the problems are neverending. one is solved, another arises. i live in a valley. everyday i walk uphill. but everyday my feet carry me to the top. me no one else 140830 what's it to you? who go blather from