Needs for this Space: Hangover. Beating Heart. Open Mind. Poor Penmanship. Machiavellian Sense of Surrender. Stinky Breath Chihuahua. Tear Ducts. Frozen Juice Pops. Five or Six Minutes of Free Time. Fingers.
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11.03.2010
SOMETHING IN THE WAY OF THINGS:
IN MY EXPERIENCE WE ALL GET OLDER
NOT WISER.
OLDER AND MORE SIMPLE
AND GROWTH BECOMES,
MORE COMPLICATED.
AND PIZZAS COOK FOREVER.
