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I love the Summer. Last night, the temperature cooled down to the low 70s, and there was a breeze. I went outside at dusk and just walked around my yard. I love my yard, and am going to miss it when i leave. There were so many trees flowing in the breeze, and I just sat there in heavy thought. I thought about friends, a couple of guys, which one of them i haven't thought about in about 5 months or so, and the other is the one I like. The one I like, I know likes me, but the probability of us dating probably is unlikely because I am leaving in about a month and a half, and he will still be here.
Here is the quote of the day at work: We were all (minus Rachel and Sandy) painting this one classroom, and listening to Howard Stern. Howard was talking to this one guy who used to work on his show, and he got fired becaue he was a junky. This guy was found cutting himself and letting his blood pour over bibles, and Howar says (this might not be exact word for word): "Don't only girls do this self mutilation crap. If I found you cutting yourself over bibles I would say you're gay."
Yeah we were all cracking up. We thought it awful, but we were laughing.
On a brighter note, I've been reading the book, The Crying of Lot 49. It is such an amazing book. This woman gets a letter saying she was named as the executer for her ex-boyfriend's will. So, she has to go out of town, away from her husband, and meet with the other executer of the will, Metzger. She ends up cheating on her husband with Metzger many multiple times. They start to get to know about this wierd organization, and they have made their own little postal service. Anyone part of the organization has to send at least one letter a week. It's insane. And Metzger's friend, who was an actor and now has turned back into a lawyer, runs from his clients. This whole book is INSANE. The Paranoids are a band in the book, who kinda resemble the Beatles and here is their Serenade:
As I lie and watch the moon
On the lonely sea,
Watch it tug the lonely tide
Like a comforter over me,
The still and faceless moon
Fills the beach tonight
With only a ghost of day,
All shadow gray, and moonbeam white.
And you lie alone tonight,
As alone as I;
Lonely girl in your lonely flat, well, that's where it's at,
So hush you lonely cry.
How can I come to you, put out the moon, send back
the tide?
The night has gone so gray, I'd lose the way, and it's dark inside.
No, I must lie alone,
Till it comes for me;
Till it takes the sky, the sand, the moond, and the lonely sea.
And the lonely sea...[Fade Out]