Tuesday, August 23, 2005

The cryptic message

My font is BIG, my bold is bright. The new supply problems have put me in a funk like no other funk. Sometimes I wonder if I jump from this cloud pedestal will it kill me. I wonder...like the bread. My nappy hair can only take so much cosmic frizz at these altitudes. The last pure moment i may have had was when Wendy bought me those front-row tickets to Journey. Wow, that was a great concerts!


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