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August 06, 2005

weird.

i had every intention of writing about all manner of things, ranging from the long drive across the country, notes on the misery of suburbia, garden spiders that quietly land in your hair, a bicycle that i've loved and missed, the first show i've played in well over a year, and other such things.

but not long ago, i was shocked rather intensely by a plug coming out of a wall outlet, and now i just feel weird. really fucking weird. slow and weird. disoriented and weird. weird. i certainly don't feel like writing.

Posted by jeff pitcher at August 6, 2005 01:09 PM

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You were electrocuted little man. Go to the hospital!

Posted by: Mop at August 9, 2005 10:56 AM

Speaking of weird and bicycles... i decided to ride my bike to work today and reminisced on how it made me temporarily feel like i was 10 yrs of age again - for a fleeting moment, then when near to a zebra crossing a car almost hit me...and i was left feeling mortal, shaken and angry.. ..shouting expletives at the driver who sped off obliviously into the distance. Dare I go on my bike on a busy road ever again...but I probably will.

Posted by: mich at August 10, 2005 08:17 AM
   


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