my cell phone has been missing in action as of the packed bus ride from the beach yesterday. it will be duely missed. i once again will return to the world of not being called, and using teleboutiques for the rare circumstances in which i want to make the effort of calling.
due to this, the baby-g, which has been lying in my closet for the past several months, is being washed and prepared for service once again. the day-glo has long since faded, and the paint is chipping off, but it still has come from the best trained group of watches ever made. and i owe it all to pizzicato five.
i have three days left of work and am getting ancy as anything. i can’t even not think about how i’m almost finished. my houseguest, sydney, is almost making it even worse — hearing english in the apartment is like fuel to the fire. other countries, i feel, are best enjoyed without responsibilities. so my job needs to end, now!
peace
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