Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, Mr. Zee-ba-ra. We had this conversation, where you told me that someday, I'd find the guy who would take the painting, the guitar, one under each arm, buy a bus ticket, and show up at my door. We had this conversation, where you told me you wanted to drink the last of my grapefruit juice, until I reminded you I never drink the stuff. And then, you asked me how often I checked my email, every 14.3 seconds, because that's where these conversations happen. What I'd like to know is at what point in time do I get the 10 minute car ride to oblivion? 8:44 p.m. - 2003-05-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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