(from sundayscribblings.blogspot.com)
Who else might I have been? Shall we take a look around campus?
A boy in plaid slouching after his mom with a Whole Foods bag. Old alums, hunched and wizened, smoking cigars as they watch the band set up across the street. A crowd of Ultimate players, shirtless, with hemp necklaces and the necessary parachute cord tied around their wrists. A well-endowed librarian, breathless and panting, clutching printer paper as she hustles across the road, damp circles of sweat sealing her shirt to her back. A girl in short-shorts and a green "Gettin' Lucky in Kentucky" shirt, glancing slying at the boy beside her, wondering whether he also wished this was Kentucky. More old men walk up the street in the classic old man summer uniform of boat shoes, belted khaki shorts, and a white polo, stretched a bit too tightly around the waist.
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Categories: Writing Exercises
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Friday, August 04, 2006
tired
Some days I'm just too tired to go on. Its these days when I cut work early, go home, mail the mail that has been waiting to be mailed, and then just call it a day. Just to realize that I have a lab meeting in 20 min. SIGH...
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Categories: Daily
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Categories: Daily
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