sky bite

It's one of those ridiculous My Little Pony-colored evenings, the kind where people dawdle on the sidewalk looking far-out and gone until one guy (always) goes and says, "Funny how toxic car fumes trapped by the atmosphere make something so beautiful, ha ha." And everyone hates on him quietly. Too bad the 41 (I counted) bug bites on my legs and arms are the exact same hue.

I'm sitting *veeery still* with none of my limbs mingling so I don't get all itchyfit and be-swollen...I'm a human chair with polka-dots.

fell on 2004-07-07 at 8:11 p.m.

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