I hate talking.

[bore_gasm]

Just ran into the Heltons downstairs, in the lobby. I had to stay late since summer sessions = grading hell, so I was just getting back from school, and they were coming out of the elevator when I was getting in. Going out to dinner, I think. Mrs. Helton kind of stopped me before I got in the elevator, put her hand on my shoulder and "Oh, Mr. Le,"

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[jocolono]

I've never heard you actually play the piano. Hold the concert and invite me.

[bore_gasm]

hmmmmmmmm. i kind of fucked this up. to you, helen, and anyone else who might be reading:

this hasn't actually been happening (i.e., the past two entries). i didn't just get a steinway, i haven't been teaching music, piano, or whatever, i haven't been living in an apartment building, and so on. i should've made this clear at the outset. honestly i'm not really sure what i'm doing. so. i'm sorry for being confusing.

[jocolono]

hahaha, but you're so believable! For some reason I could have sworn you teach piano. BUT I still want to hear you play.