soon i have to go back to the working.
i just don't know if am ready.
i want to go on holiday already.
i'm sure it will be an enjoyable year, i just want to have an angry baby fit about it, fairly internally, for the next two weeks or so.
It was nice outside all the day yesterday and all the day (sofar) today.
Almost like it's summer or some shit.
The light is all different and cool, or fresh, as the french are fond of saying.
fresh indeed.
Why would 'spud' ever have emerged to replace 'potato'?
why?
it makes my heart beat fast but not in a good way.
i have never met a successful five year plan.
i have never met a Samoan (sp?).
it is going to be rough no matter what.
la lune:
for us by us.
all for jen.
etc.
2 comments:
i think you would get a long well with samoans. despite their racial handicap.
word is that you will be shaping the young impressionable mind of one dabid a fraser this coming school season. that should be frustrating for you...
i sees you in three days...maybes.
park des butts? henceforth it shall be the setting for all my sweetest dreams.
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