novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- when smoky and the bandit part ways (amicably) two januarys ago we decided to have a housewarming. last year when i turned twenty five she offered to take me to the local seedy bar for drinks. last week i promised to mop the floor. which of the last three things have happened? hint: the cats are sliding slightly. (that's not really a fair comparison, though. housework is not on par with celebration.) i told her the truth and she agreed. in two months i will be moving, but i'm not even sure where yet. i'll miss living a block away from the lake. i will not miss thin walls and wooden floors so soft you feel like they're sinking underneath your feet. i will miss her, all rough and tiny. rarely let me hug her, always on the phone. 11:29 pm - 03.26.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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