For *those that have just lost their keys *those that are well-versed *inebriated ones *wanderers *mermaids *those that belong elsewhere *whippersnappers *marvelous ones *those that are not included in this classification *those that flutter because the moment is fleeting *boundless ones *those colored with slippery fingerpaint *others *those that resemble someone I know from a distance

Friday, September 07, 2007

At least I have a window to stare out of.

What's sadder than crying quietly in your cubicle at 8:10 in the morning?

Oh wait, nothing is sadder.

(Okay, well, genocide is sadder. Thank god for genocide, putting people's problems into perspective since 10,000 BC)



Anonymous sky said...

What's sadder? Realizing that you've committed yourself to a lifetime of mondays (and the rest of the week)in a cubicle. I want to build a yurt and escape.

11:41 AM

Blogger Asterisk 8 said...

Yurt yurt yurt. Escape escape escape.

1:44 PM


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