It seems like a recurrent theme.
It themes like a recurrent seem.
It dreams like a recurrent cream.
It memes like a recurrent fream. I mean team.
The team is a recurrent dream I mean.
Daily Archives: June 4, 2007
Computer science, computer necromancy, data alchemy, a shifting science, a business logic, a failure.
It was after her remarks.
It was on account of his smirking.
It was on account of being steady state.
I make afternoons. It was way past afternoon.
I make logic. I make alphalogic, betalogic, gammalogic, deltalogic.
Cheeping and garbage, puddles in asphalt. I sip asphalt from the puddles.
There is a row of pines. There are balls of flowers hanging in the air, purple petunias, yellow, gold and red.
Crow eating garbage next store to next door to my parking spot. Next door.
Feel the sketching in my chest. I am bettled. Belted in.
I am off tomorrow at 5. I am a.m. I am p.m. I have to leave at 5 p.m.
I would like to. I would not like to.
Honor roll. Honor system. Honor Lane. Honor TailGate.
Jangling, fried and frazzled dura. Belted in. Car speak.
june 4, 2007
Guess what? Guesses, guests, ghosts. Gosh, sits down. Gosh, go home. Gosh, stopping on the way home. Gosh prepares. Something on the critical path. Or Dinner. Or for an operation.