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Jul 19, 2006 16:26

I feel my IQ and sense of wittiness dropping faster and faster the longer I stay in this house with no thought-provoking creatives youths to talk/grunt shit with.

But ah! Thankfully, times did come and times will come for greatness!

I had a date with rosanna yesterday...dinner and a movie. The warmth of the Mexican Quesidilla was indeed symbolic of the warmth in our love...
And I biked around and conversed a few days ago with Almighty Erin Alvey- praise her, in which all things are good and holy...
I miss KC man, more than I even thought I would.

Hey, groovy! Right now, as I type, Nick Cippolina's voice penetrated through the barriers of space and came flying, as if magically, into my eardrums- which transfered his sound signals into pure, easy-to-decipher messages of "lets go do something with littlefield!"

Littlefield, Oh Littlefield. I saw a little field- crummy patches of dandelion, weeds, god knows what, and I thought of littlefield. Child whose name has become one with soul.

I told you my IQs dropped.
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