novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- swap so there is this trepidation, this urgency to posting a barter list online. one hour, two. why doesn't anyone want my stuff? it's good stuff and there's a lot of it. di and i come home from ikea with a thirty dollar some assembly required desk and there are four messages waiting for me, all wanting the same three things off my long list. twenty dollars for nintendo games? a leather chair for a nintendo 64? what? is this guy for real? do i want a leather chair? i'd name it bluebell like it was my own cow. or bessie and i'd somehow attach a cowbell. (only me, right) but this one girl, she promised me homemade cookies for my feather bed. i think when she brings them and we trade that i will slyly court her into new friendship. i need friends in the bay area that actually bake from scratch. the concept itself is wonderful but there is never enough time. 11:10 pm - 12.30.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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