those fingers. those. fingers know exactly what time it is. i nickname you sunday. i am not sure why. but sunday reminds me of sweet smelling food and hallways of laughter and that's you. my hallway of laughter.
keep going.
im hungry. i want some quiche. quiche lorriane. and vitamin water. my stomach feels like it is burning. burning important files before the fedssss come. yahear the found dem boys guilty. them enron boys.
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4 comments:
Chidi bo bidi.
Go get something to eat.
When we gone get them mo-jita's.
::emailing you::
Dear Chidi,
I'm sitting at the front desk and I miss reading your mind...
lol. i was wondering where u was at on the blog tip. come back. we miss you.
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