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Jul. 10th, 2013
I still hate hills
Jul. 10th, 2013 05:57 pmThe Scene: somewhere on the back roads near my workplace. I am by myself.
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CODA:
Yes, the inside of my head really is like this. All. The. Time. I'm not just all the conversation participants, I'm the chorus and the audience and the guy waving his hands and yelling "Guys! Guys! There's someone out here trying to talk to us; shouldn't we, like, pay attention to that?"
And I'm also the guy planning the LJ entry while it's all going on.
( Cut to spare your friends page the scroll )
CODA:
Yes, the inside of my head really is like this. All. The. Time. I'm not just all the conversation participants, I'm the chorus and the audience and the guy waving his hands and yelling "Guys! Guys! There's someone out here trying to talk to us; shouldn't we, like, pay attention to that?"
And I'm also the guy planning the LJ entry while it's all going on.
