30 May, 2004

Saturday? Yeah.

...Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth/ Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt....

Sweetpea. Hawk. Fluffy. Mark. A movie.

Mall zombies, glassy vacant stares. I gotta get out of here.

Adam. Coco. Tammy.

"I want to see your yellow polka-dot bikini."
"Tomorrow, Tammy. Promise."

Tony. Chris. Sally. Joab. Jill. Meg. Ellen. Mrs. K. Jessica. Brian. Dave. Boyd. Megan. Myla. Michael. Alicia. Dave. Kieran. Claudia. Pete. Heather. Eric. Jenny. John. Emily. Talia. Kelly. Tracy. Tom. Doug. David. Wendy. Frankie. More, more, more....

"NEXT Sunday is an 'other' Sunday."

Like jam yesterday, or jam tomorrow, but never jam today?

(And I danced with Tim.)

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