Friday, June 25, 2004

i am sprinting through a park at 6 in the morning, the sky is red, and laughing like kate winslet in a montauk beach house, i overhear the summer wind whisper to the stars that they need to get a real job, that all they do is stand around.

word to what lili said, "moving forward yet again," all you can eat shrimp, spilled crabs, big bootie number one number one big bootie, mike tran speaking about love under a chinatown gate, jeremy's blue hat, motorcycle and photography stories over apple juice, spoken word poetry juking out of a camcorder, ring-around-the rosies around a lamp post, prof um advising us to all eat healthier, so sorry to make that old couple run away... i'm really wishing i could be around the high school students more.