Thursday Jul 03, 2003

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and now, a negative, snarling haiku. i am really not this whiny today, or ever. just hungry:


we are out of milk.
we are out of diet coke.
i need some breakfast.

i hate that i can't
just walk to a gas station
like in florida.

seems i will have to
drive to the grocery store
and deal with that crap.

i hate gas stations
where you can't pump your own gas.
it makes me nervous.

sitting in the car
while the guy pumps gas for me
i feel like a jerk.
lighthammer:
You were within walking distance of a gas station when you lived in Florida? I'm jealous smile
rickroyal:
I remember always being told that the haiku is like the preamble to a longer poem, but I don't recall ever reading a poem that follows a haiku. Strange.

In Jersey it's illegal to have a gas station where you pump your own gas. It's a strange state I live in.

And, of course you can add me. I'll do the same, if that's okay. And formality just comes off as being cute.

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