Sunday, September 12, 2004

the brother...

he's a perennial enigma. if you breathe near his cereal bowl you'll put him off his breakfast. ever since we were little. his hand hovers above his dish. and yet. today he a)purchased dubious meat snacks and b)threw said meat snacks directly on the counter. i clean that countertop innumerable times in the course of a day. there's some serious filth there. money passes there. money is filthy. i say, "you put that directly on the counter." "yeah?" "okay..." "what?" "i'll never get you." "what?" "it's filthy!" shoulders shrug.

in other news...

the sister cut my hair for me. my neck doesn't know what to do. the weight is gone. hair is heavy stuff.


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