keyed in: not on your persons

the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

not on your persons

when was it last you completely forgot you were carryingng something important and just left it some where. before you answer that, i'll tell you mine was today. and i know we all have a "Oh my god, I just fucking left that (blank) at (blank)," face. while i'm sure it would have been a good picture, i didn't get it. this would have been one for the record books too, i woulda screwed a lotta people, most whom i don't even know and they're the ones who find forgiving the hardest. but honestly finding immediate upsides in a total stranger who really screwed you over is like winning plinko, sure it happens but look at the percentages my friend. obviously the realization that (blank) was at (blank) made me sweat as though i was running across africa, so i had to take a shower before i bolted. on the bus, on the ipod, on the trail. cross union square, took nine pictures, if it was going to be gone it'd be gone by now i rationalized without reason. flash the id, no smile this time until there they were just like my dumb ass left em. of course we all also have an, "Fuck yeah it's right there," face. another good pic that was not taken on the walk.

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