Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: January 2023

Workbook: January, 2023

January 31, 2023: Stone is reborn.
January 30, 2023: Alive, but hurting.
January 29, 2023: Bucket lists.
January 28, 2023: High?
January 27, 2023: I'll eat fucking Fritos because I fucking want to.
January 26, 2023: The Lovers.
January 25, 2023: Before it all went down I'd read all night...
January 24, 2023: This is where we fought over filet mignon.
January 23, 2023: I don't want to think of you.
January 22, 2023: Loss.
January 21, 2023: Even in its context of comicbook camp...
January 20, 2023: In exile I watched these shows for their imagery of West L.A.
January 19, 2023: Much of the depth of that record is from the beautiful, surprising guitar textures.
January 18, 2023: There are more drugs on that record than any since Sticky Fingers.
January 17, 2023: The louder the music, the tighter the code.
January 16, 2023: I loved that her navy pilot father called her "Mig".
January 15, 2023: I first heard Rubber Soul when the girl I loved..."
January 14, 2023: "[He] saw the world through the filter of other people's weaknesses."
January 13, 2023: Despite popular stereotypes of the arrogance of physicians it's nevertheless disconcerting to encounter one being a complete horse's ass in the emergency room.
January 12, 2023: Twenty years ago I stubbornly refused the surgery.
January 11, 2023: Contrary the arrogant Doctor Gupta, things are clearly not right.
January 10, 2023: San Berdoo, Highland Avenue, Honeyhill yogurt.
January 9, 2023: Grapevine, or Goleta, or Berdoo.
January 8, 2023: Flood.
January 7, 2023: Algorithm:
January 6, 2023: Skeletons of burned oaks.
January 5, 2023: Weight loss while moving.
January 4, 2023: Little by little the new house comes to look like me.
January 3, 2023: There was snow on move-in day.
January 2, 2023: I'm in my tiny room on Cowley Way.
January 1, 2023: Resistance, even from the elements.