there's a pair of
chopsticks i'd wanted to
order/for a while,
*(made from old recycled
baseball bats y'know.
japanese little league teams)*
so i drive in to the library
[they have free/fast wireless]
& connect.
shop around a coupla sites to
find the cheapest price.
& amidst the crying of infants..
the beeps of **** being checked out...
i'm all done & thinking
of rice.
Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 2:12 PM UTC
there's a pair of
chopsticks i'd wanted to
order/for a while,
*(made from old recycled
baseball bats y'know.
japanese little league teams)*
so i drive in to the library
[they have free/fast wireless]
& connect.
shop around a coupla sites to
find the cheapest price.
& amidst the crying of infants..
the beeps of **** being checked out...
i'm all done & thinking
of rice.
i read somewhere that talk doesn't cook rice. that's a nice little sayin' hmm?
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