the roll=offs...sometimes in
twinkling darkness. ~11.29.4~
Tuèsdé, December 2nd, °°8...
Apparently, according to the Haulers,
i wasn't supposed to collect yard=waste
yesterdé. They absconded with four (4)
of my roll=offs! {their contract is under
negotiation} it'll shake out soon.
Aday~i filled in the puxxle, ran the dish
machine & rode three (3) buses around
the town. At the credit union, i flasht
my licence; the telleress was surprised
it had the hovel address. Then, i rode
to the Library to trade my cee=dees.
{my hard=drive is filling up with funky
albums} As i trundled home=wise on
Cedar Avenue, a cute brunette caught
me boppin' & singin' to a STEVIE WONDER
tune on my ishpod; she askt how i was.
i told her i was fine, then pointed to my
bud=ears. i've probly seen her Afore...
i have put up a chili that needs garlic,
onion and celery; i must remembre to
wipe the deliciousness off my pitiable
goatee. These^ are a werk=in=Progress.
~decemberalSlac~
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