1. Monday, March 15, 2004

    leapfrogging the senseless bounds of common decency and rudimentary reason 

    miss montreal returned my text page with a simple one.

    as you know one means yes and two means no.

    and today, i found out just an hour ago, luckily


    opposite day.

    sometimes just agreeing to pick me up take me to kfc and bring me home is enough for me to rip a girls clothes off before the magically salty grease on the popcorn chicken has a chance to finish hardening.

    just the night before i thought id never see those tan eyes again

    and there they were

    oh, canada.

    and let me tell you another thing about this one

    her friends chip in to get each other semi expensive presents.

    instead of everyone giving little bullshit birthday gifts

    or no gifts at all

    her friends are classylike

    on account of being canadian, probably.

    they all chip in twentyfive bucks

    all twenty of em

    and they each get good shit.

    or in this case get rid of it.

    except for a tiny landing strip.



    i was all how did you know i loved the eighties

    and when i was done her toes were curled

    just like bunny said theyd be

    offline adventures + stinson + chelle