Thursday, November 05, 2009

The birthday messages.
We wish you a merry Kristen.
The sound of his voice telling me that he loves me.
The sandbag catastrophe.
Since waking, I've developed a strong apathy for humankind.
The waking.
The many things in this world that I'm not sure of.
He blamed me for not remembering.
Two little squiggly lines. Limes. Yes.
That's my story.
We were just wondering where you were.
Eating ice-cream.
Kristen, it's me. I did not answer your call because my telephone is missing in action.
It may have been pilfered.
I have a couple of good-newses!

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