woke up naked and not alone, come to think of it, so did she...the sun streaming through the window. early. can you say emotional detatchment? I can spell it.
I was going to say something...
never mind...I'm going to get a coffee.
back in a minute...
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ok. I'm back. coffee helped.
: I'll have a cafe latte w/ whipped cream, waffles w/blueberries, nutella, and whipped cream...
I sat staring straight ahead. "Wild Turkey 101"...cigarette and my cup of coffee almost done. I smell like espresso. I feel like that means good things. I thought, "What a champ w/the whipped cream..." but didn't look to see her. Then I did as she pulled out a copy of "The Economist"(!?!?!). Washington, DC is funny like that. She was cute. Her voice was weird...didn't expect it, but then I've been misjudging how I'd expect people to sound lately.
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Walked back looking at my neighborhood, as I did on the way to the shoppe...like I needed to soak it in because it'd not be mine anymore. I've toyed with the idea of finding someone to shack up w/around here just so I could stay (mind you, I've never rolled so hard that I could even toy with such an idea). It's bright and chilly today, like a day on the mountain, skiing. Little brown birds, like fiends, grabbing scraps of pizza crust leftover from last night's suburban assault on the hood. In the alley a similar, yet more frenzied scene of birds clamouring for some egg the latino chop shop viejos tossed out. home, and my room is warm. I want to talk to you.
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things jotted to the napkin:
I'm thinking today about the flexible economics of restaurants and bars. yesterday, sandwich and coffee FREE. $9 tip. Cut out the middle man. Thursday, 3 captain and cokes, 2 makers and ginger..$11. $5 tip. I like how this works. I'm sure I've written about it before.
I'm thinking about how the president continues to look like a monkey. fucking idiot. glad to see Hilary was right behind him flying to Bagdad.
Imaginary personal ad: if you know how to program a synthesizer or shoot photos and are devistatingly hott I'm yours. Bonus points if you live in Adams Morgan and will let me crash until the spring. 
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for googling:
john selway, journeys by dj, memoryboy.
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photos photos you should snoop around this online gallery it's killer!
I was going to say something...
never mind...I'm going to get a coffee.
back in a minute...
-----------
ok. I'm back. coffee helped.
: I'll have a cafe latte w/ whipped cream, waffles w/blueberries, nutella, and whipped cream...
I sat staring straight ahead. "Wild Turkey 101"...cigarette and my cup of coffee almost done. I smell like espresso. I feel like that means good things. I thought, "What a champ w/the whipped cream..." but didn't look to see her. Then I did as she pulled out a copy of "The Economist"(!?!?!). Washington, DC is funny like that. She was cute. Her voice was weird...didn't expect it, but then I've been misjudging how I'd expect people to sound lately.
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Walked back looking at my neighborhood, as I did on the way to the shoppe...like I needed to soak it in because it'd not be mine anymore. I've toyed with the idea of finding someone to shack up w/around here just so I could stay (mind you, I've never rolled so hard that I could even toy with such an idea). It's bright and chilly today, like a day on the mountain, skiing. Little brown birds, like fiends, grabbing scraps of pizza crust leftover from last night's suburban assault on the hood. In the alley a similar, yet more frenzied scene of birds clamouring for some egg the latino chop shop viejos tossed out. home, and my room is warm. I want to talk to you.
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things jotted to the napkin:
I'm thinking today about the flexible economics of restaurants and bars. yesterday, sandwich and coffee FREE. $9 tip. Cut out the middle man. Thursday, 3 captain and cokes, 2 makers and ginger..$11. $5 tip. I like how this works. I'm sure I've written about it before.
I'm thinking about how the president continues to look like a monkey. fucking idiot. glad to see Hilary was right behind him flying to Bagdad.
Imaginary personal ad: if you know how to program a synthesizer or shoot photos and are devistatingly hott I'm yours. Bonus points if you live in Adams Morgan and will let me crash until the spring.
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for googling:
john selway, journeys by dj, memoryboy.
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photos photos you should snoop around this online gallery it's killer!
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