stories about birds, paper swans and the seeds of trees.

[deadathome]

I take breaks from work frequently, a lot, many , plenty, to smoke cigarettes. especially when the weather is nice or near perfect. there is a small patch of lawn next to the driveway that is next to the building I work. this building that has a mysterious thermostat that insists on making the heat go on instead of the cool, I touch that thermostat

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[anonymous]

remember back last summer when we were both unemployed and buzy squaring our tits at the ballys? we went to a thrift store in oak park and I bought a book called "X-Rayed Without Consent" and you bought a book also, which you left in the back seat of my car. That was a good book, though it took me a while to finish it, and you should regret forgetting it.

anyway:
poor stupid birds + nasty 80's architecture = aimless pathos.

I have no idea what that means, it was the closest thing to a snide comment that I could come up with. I'm trying to be more positive in my thinking right now you see.

[anonymous]

what an interesting young man you are.

[deadathome]

naw, i am regular.