(Every time Brandy says that, I about die.)
While Bryan and I were in New York my headphones broke. It was tragic. They still technically worked, but there was a piece that had come loose inside. The result was a horrible rattling noise every time I moved my head. Kinda defeats the [...]
I am:
Currently: slightly battered
Reading: Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By In America, Barbara Ehrenreich
Watching: Olympic opening ceremonies
Netflixing: Bleak House, Disc 3 and The Last King of Scotland
Consuming: ibuprofin
updated: 08 August 2008, 10:59 pm
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Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.