28 May 2008

"The only liquor so good, they named the color after it."

Yeah, that's what my friend bought
me to drink last night.

Intensity in ten cities

My purse is filled with kazoos and
whistles and other gifts you would
receive at a six year old birthday

(I think my boss really thinks that
he's going to get with me. At least
that's what I overheard him telling
his friend last night.)

What a night.

Might start moving today, if not for
sure tomorrow. I know I've said it
a million times, but I'm really going
to miss this place.

It was our place,
and then I hated it for a long time,
then it was my place,
and it was home.

I think I will miss this room the most.

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