August 02, 2003 - 12:59 a.m.
moments in a one track evening:
"are you stoned?"
"ieeeyeehehehya"
"that was a three second one syllable answer."
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huddled around the juice jug we gaze admiringly...
i dash for a paper and pen...
"it's like a little chimney of happiness" ... the most succint description ever spoken.
"where is everyone?"
"they've all gone away... looking for corn"
i realize where this is going.
"get me up!"
