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Thursday, May 31, 2007
one of many
i thought i saw someone i knew at the gym today. this kind of thing happens so often now that i am never sure of anything. i glanced up and she was walking toward a corridor. when i looked up again she was gone. i walked to the corridor, but there was no one there. then i tried to remember what she looked like, but my mind had already melded the image with my memory of her from before so that couldn’t be trusted. plus, her face was off-shade due to heavy breathing. in addition, i’d just seen avril’s video for “sk8ter boi” on the monitors so her composite was slowly melding with a.l.’s. having considered all this for a moment, i went back to my routine. after all, that, if nothing else, helps anchor me to reality.
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i'm of the opinion that the act of writing the title "sk8ter boi" is one of the four most humorous literary expressions that one can put into type.
ReplyDeletethe other three are french, and would therefore be considered confusing to the rest of you.
yes, de sade and i are on about the same level of dry wit, 200 years apart.
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