Friday, December 24, 2004

Get me away from here, I'm dying

In unrelated news, my brother Richard is home from the University of Sydney, busying himself with military video games and spending my parents' money. I have been sleeping, eating, running, and shriveling in front of the computer screen. There are now more computers in the house than there are people.

On paper, I'm all for living the moment, working with the hand you've been dealt, squeezing lemonade from lemons, etc. In body, I'm prone to whining and wishing that I was in a wide space with multicolored glass doors and getting slapped on the ass by Logan Tom. Ebbs the Fry's Electronics tchotchke-tide fast; I am dying, Palo Alto, dying!

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