silentbob we were together 040611
marjorie The ground beneath my feet was made of air and waves. Everytime a foot picked up, another gentle sway. Aloft and high above me, the sun's bewildered glare, had blinded me and tightened me into an earth-bound ball. 050301
Syrope i spaced out in class and pretended to be intently studying the table of lc-3 instruction vectors, only then i realized i really was studying them. and i was so sleepy and then it was so cold...and i ached to get here and sleep
and now i'm just angry
i can't sleep when i'm angry
and pretending not to be angry always ends up really making me believe i'm not

i just don't know what i'm supposed to do
what's it to you?
who go