poems are meant to mean nothing
so it appears i underestimated the elements
i sure could use a cool liter of fanta right about now.
i went to a chinese resturant months ago with cori. afterwards, the fortune said "seek advice from an octogenarian." we didn't know what that meant and the waitress did not speak english well.
an octogenarian is someone in his or her eighties. just found this out. great. i'm sure his or her advice would be, don't live this long because i'm in a wheel chair and i cannot get wood.
when i went outside a bit ago, there was a group of sorority like girls waiting to eat at the orange. i wanted to kick them in the teeth after listening to them talk. they remind me of children, but they aren't cute. they are just pains.
it's pleasantly nice outside today despite the remnants of blizzards. tonite will be great at the blues club. i am excited.
and summer vegas too.
posted by fillshe @ 1:16 PM
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