Thursday, February 12, 2009

Vessel Log: 2009 02 12

: make the best of it. A busy and fulfilling day where, by the end, my mouth was mangled, tired, and eager to put on its own jeans. “What’s Santa doing?” becomes “Who’s Santa doing?”

I need some _____________. (ball)

Juvenile, I know. Sushi with A., R., B., and E. at the kaiten Hana-something. “Sorry for my language,” said. “After all day talking like a Mormon, what has been suppressed comes raging out.”

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