Have you ever talked to a brick wall? Actually, sometimes its more like talking to a black hole. At least with a brick wall, there's some sort of echo. Some evidence that you are actually speaking, as proof to yourself that you said what you thought you said. Or sometimes its like a German going to an Italian opera. Non ho capito. Actually... come to think of it, when I was in kindergarten, my teacher would whisper "Jessica swung the bat at the ball" in someone's ear, and then that person would whisper in someone else's ear, and then when everyone had been whispered at, the last person would come up with something like "just string the cat up in the hall." And then the teacher would say, "I never said that!" And then all the kids would get a good laugh. That's kind of how it is now. Only no one's laughing. And I'm the teacher. And we're all playing kindergarten games. And growing up is too much work.
Ok so I got that off my chest. I don't know what it did yet. But its here for me and now I can come back and read it when I need to.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
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i wonder if that was about me
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