..i feel more like a stranger every time i come home..
so im up at dawn
putting my shoes on..
i just want to make a clean escape
im leaving but i don’t know where to
..i know im leaving but I don’t know where to...
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in just 3 days..
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and alas, the story of THISIT..
ok, so a few weeks ago tracie and i are in atlantic station, looking around, she needed something slightly fanciful, but not too fancy, for her junior recital..so here we are, in atlanta, shopping in the snobbery of the "mall" area of the hallowed out section of the city for which we dwell..
we get to the escalators and there is a directory (we are in a department store..macy's or dillard's..something of that nature) and it says second floor: THISIT..so tracie and i both see this awkward lettering and its intimidating capital letters and look at one another and in unison questioningly proclaim.."thisssiiit?!?!" ..and continue for the remainder of the day, as well as time after making fun of and pondering what on earth thisit could mean..
here is the situation given in facial provisions..
thisit?? ?? ...
no, no...thisit...
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ah but wait...here we go..
THISIT...
...in order to get the full effect of this tale, im afraid you must hear tracie say the word, as well as see the sign, however, i assure you it is questionably strange ..
much to my dismay i was working at the studio a la mall of georgia last week and inside of macy's they too had the curious word, this time sensibly placed, thISit...so it is a play on fucking words..this is it..and what "it" is happens to be the juinors section with the kewlnewtrendy clothes..how lame.
i like the versions tracie and i came up with on how to say the word..
but that my friends, is the story of THISIT.
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i dont really care that is is easter, save the fact that i got to see my extended family and easter egg hunt with aiden and caito..and umm, i got chocolate. mmm chocolate..