on the train this morning, player on shuffle, at the hussy's urging i was into the second chapter of Battle Royale. i already had a weird, creepy feeling inmy stomach.
just before my stop, "numb."
as i stepped out of the car and onto the platform, the edge singing/speaking, "don't travel on trains..." and everything suddenly my life fell into the rhythm of bono's wailing in the back.
posted by trixievw @ 12:26 PM
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Your iPod speaks to you! It is alive!
(What did you name it by the way?)
i took a better page from the martins' book and have christened her abbey.
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