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[25 Nov 2003|07:02pm] |
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I is kinda tired...didn't wanna get up this morning and go to school heh heh. Hung out with my drawing class friends awhile, then went up to the switchboard to see Eva and Cleressa. Cleressa told me my dear Patty no longer works there, and I wanted to see if she was all right. Her nerves had seemed very bad here lately. Also, that leaves a position available in the office there. I presented my best puppy dog eyes and simpered and went on hehehe. I needs a job lol. Eva said she'd she what she could do.
Nut called me today, she talked my ear off (as usual) and she was happy with her TTT extended edition. Also, me and Joey drank the beer I brewed last night. It didn't kill us hahahaha! I got a huge buzz from just a little, I'd put extra sugar in it, and it had been fermenting for several weeks. Think I'll make some more, that was pretty schweet heh. And in closing, I would like to share a bit of spontaneous creativity.
AN ODE TO JAMES IHA
James Iha, super Asian man
his smooth yet deep voice surprising
lean, lithe frame stylish in anything he wears
gorgeous lips asking "Can you hear what I am saying?"
silver Les Paul strapped to him
he plays frantically, even when slouching
he is graceful, swanlike
ethereal, strange, his expression nonchalant
I would love to shake his hand
engage his shyness, his reticence
and give him a hug
tell him, I'm glad he was in the Smashing Pumpkins
The End
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