No cars go II (the absurdity of life)

[polyethylenept2]

I'm scarfing down pasta and panning down the Perez Hilton website when the sirens go off. Shit! They've discovered my secret guilty pleasure I briefly think before getting to my feet and gazing down at the street below for a minute of remembrance. This is the second siren in a week, its rusty grim wail calling on everyone to stop whatever they're

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[shnickie]

It's nice to feel like you haven't been desensitized yet.

Also, I miss you, a lot. In fact, I'm calling you now.