long day of technological failures and disappointments sloughed off at the freehold door.
random thoughts from class:
once upon a nightmare there was a dog with a toothpick face that was sharp.
rubies falling from the sky.
orange lips.
sweet nose.
the drone of repetition and robin's face alight as though each of the fifty "eyebrows" volleyed between the two actors was the most interesting word in the world.
and in truth, they were.
so much undulation in the pattern.
laughter.
a little bit of miss preen coming out.
dirty feet at the end of class that get warmed up and washed off and ready for bed.
my fingertips were zapped with electricity when she said shiny forehead.
my salmon salad was amazing.
standing outside with will and jon.
talkradio. what a lame insult. not clever, punk.
and i'm right about radiohead.
blue shirt with three birds.
ozrial has pink in his hair.
no maggie.
or jenn.
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