you know it's going to be a good day when you have tiramisu for breakfast and bill drops by to fix your laptop.
if you find guerilla graphics on a wall at school on your way to a lecture on bio-art, things are going exactly as they should.
if it's november in indiana and 65 degrees outside, you're just not going to stop smiling.
if you look down and notice for the first time this fall that the leaves have started leaving their imprints on the sidewalk, it starts to feel a little like your birthday.
if you've been feeling under appreciated and kind of lonely lately, and then someone vaguely familiar walks into the theatre and smiles at you faintly, hands in his pockets and head ducked low, and you all at once remember that once he wrapped his arm around your bare waist, kissed you on the temple and said, "you're amazing, kiddo," well, there's really just nothing more to say.
well played, wednesday. well played.
08 November 2006
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I used to say sex and cheesecake, but you've made an excellent showing here.
i've been lurking for awhile, thought i would de-lurk myself. hey. :)
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