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"I would walk on hands and knees until you see you're just like me..."
2002-10-08 - 12:29 a.m.


Wow. There are four police cars, a fire truck, a fire rescue truck, and an ambulance outside right now. Wait, now they're leaving. That was totally strange.

Anyway, today was a fairly nice day. As I suspected, there were no new job openings in Snootyville, unless I plan on coming up with three years head bank teller experience on short notice. So I ended up purchasing some mango candy, more habanero potato chips, and a Yankee candle that was 40%off. This was one of the big ones, mind you! :) So now everything smells like honeysuckle. I took a break from my wandering and sat in the park there for a while. These two ducks decided I must have been hiding some secret food in my shoes, as they crept right up to my feet and nibbled on my shoelaces. It was quite nice. I guess I've finally accepted that it's fall. There was just that satisfying crispness to the air. Let the leaves turn a good bit more and it will just about be perfect around here.

The countryside would be perfect, that is. And maybe the weather. Very little else. This is quiet forgotten nobody #37451, signing off! Au revoir mes cheries. Mais qui est mes cheries? Ma cherie? Je n'ai pas un cherie. Je suis triste. Pardonnez-moi, je parle francais tres mal. Je parle tres mal. Je n'ai pas les mots...

Wow, now I'm speaking French for no reason at all. I will so shut up now.

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