: That dream was a rough draft waiting to happen. But the light this morning. This morning the light was dark gray, a metallic that hints at having slept for 20 hours or the world is at an end. Today will be water aerobics. Phase in, phase out, where did all these children come from? They say my name. Blinking off in the office even New York Times television reviews aren’t doing the trick. But I jump from those to correcting spelling mistakes. A sojourn to Seiyu for dinner and wine. No aerobics tonight, maybe next week. God bless the New Pornographers please.Monday, January 19, 2009
Vessel Log: 2009 01 19
: That dream was a rough draft waiting to happen. But the light this morning. This morning the light was dark gray, a metallic that hints at having slept for 20 hours or the world is at an end. Today will be water aerobics. Phase in, phase out, where did all these children come from? They say my name. Blinking off in the office even New York Times television reviews aren’t doing the trick. But I jump from those to correcting spelling mistakes. A sojourn to Seiyu for dinner and wine. No aerobics tonight, maybe next week. God bless the New Pornographers please.
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