backyard crowing ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- exaggerated my moping resulted in this a few days ago: sometimes i think about moving to another dorm, but then i walk down the hall, and i smell it. it. him. the. the robson. that's when i know i cannot possibly stay here, enduring such a scent daily is simply unfeasible now. and a different version: sometimes when i walk down the hall, i smell it. it. him. the. the robson. i just realized 25 of my entries contain the word 'david', and 26 contain the word 'robson', so i thought about them at about the same amount, and with the same frequency. most of the time if i wrote about robson, i would write about david too, whether or not i had seen him lately. "i'm rough but i'm pleasin' - Monday, Apr. 17, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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