novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- and now you're back from outer space. one day a few weeks ago, i heard three versions of the same song. in the morning driving the van filled with autistic children to school, on the radio. at noon driving the van filled with autistic children to their workability program, on the radio. in the afternoon driving the van filled with autistic children home, my route partner whistling. i will survive. and how weird to hear that specific song three times in one day? i haven't heard gloria gaynor sing it since my obtusely gay friend played it in art school, and i had no idea cake covered it. and my route partner is a hardcore rapper. when i told him it was the third time that day, he looked at me and said bro, somebody is tryin to tell ya somethin. 2:15 am - 12.08.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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