Man, talk about heavy winter setting in. I want so badly to go. That is really about all. If the caravan took me to Portugal or Spain or Hawaii or the Gulf of Mexico, that would be alright with me.
Classes are done come friday. After a few exams it will be work time for a month. I think that is fucked. Why arn't there bandits running down the streets, swastikas emblazoned on arm bands? Things feel about that weird out. Looks like rain.
We will be in 2009 soon; that is somewhere else. I bet it will still be raining in 2009. I bet I will look the same. I will have the same shoes then, for a while at least.
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