Thursday, July 28, 2005

My socks aren't the only things with holes in them

Tonight I played that stupid pinball game that comes with Windows.
Tonight I read some more of Gerald's Game, but stopped before the blood letting started.
Tonight I listened to two albums by the 13th Floor Elevators.
Tonight I read reviews for the novel Memoirs of a Geisha that I bought from the books for sale shelf at the library.
Tonight I ate the last cookie in the house.
Tonight, ok, tonight, I surfed a little porn, big deal.
Tonight I watched the start of the ball game, but turned it off in the first inning.
Tonight I looked in vain for white shoe laces.
Tonight I changed the sheets on my bed, no wait, I did that last night.
Tonight I worried about the noise the car has started making, but it doesn't make it all the time, it makes it when I am going kind of slow, and on bumpy roads, but not when I am idling, or going fast, so maybe it is just something sliding around in the glove compartment, or the trunk, or maybe I am just dragging a dead body caught on the under carriage.
Ah yeah.

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