even though nothing in here is true
even though im a master of photoshop
and the luckiest
man in the world.
a child of God.
a citizen of earth,
and a regular in the drive thru window to your heart,
rarely do i know what the hell is going on.
the only place where i have absolute confidence is in
the least respected of the romance languages.
she said the agency wants you back and i think i know how to persuade you.
this was almost exactly a year ago.
in a vision.
i said i bet you do.
she said dont be pervy.
she said meet me in baker next to the largest thermometer in the world.
at the time i didnt know it was her but she said here.
i said how is a guy supposed to be undercover driving a car with the license plate advertising the undercover agency he’s pretending not to be part of?
she said when you discover that,
you will have completed yr training.