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Monday, Sept. 16, 2002 - fucking glow in the dark.
2:06 am
finding small furry dead animals on your car is no way to start one's day.

ESPECIALLY when the only concievable way they could have gotten their was to plunge screaming to their death from the top of your apartment building while you slept happily.

and then it doesn't make it better when you're outside having a cigarette at work, and you see three crows hoist the small furry carcass into the air and make off with it.

at least i didn't have to call mark and make him remove it.

also today: burnt my arm and cut my pinkie finger. but it was all made up for by the fact that a) i got creme brulee and didn't have to pay for it and b) i may be going to chicago next weekend. thank you sweet jesus.

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If the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall then I think we'd see the beauty then we'd stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told between the fault lines and the soil. ~ Bright Eyes - Bowl of Oranges

...or the story is in the soil, keep your ear to the ground.