i mean, common. it just writes itself.
how can it not be my first comp lit paper.
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Friday, August 28, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Guest post--mm
I have to admit, I like the coward.
Just having him around.
He's good people. Tells it like it is. Even though he's a degree removed--he gets everything from me, i experience, he narrates, comments, writes.
Though he's new, he's reaching out. Establishing a presence. Doing. Moving and shaking--well, you get the picture.
And I'd love to sit down and have a beer with him--though it would be a little too philip k. dick, too horse-lover fat.
One of these days, the coward's going to come out the closet, so to speak.
Till then, we just listen to him preach.
Just having him around.
He's good people. Tells it like it is. Even though he's a degree removed--he gets everything from me, i experience, he narrates, comments, writes.
Though he's new, he's reaching out. Establishing a presence. Doing. Moving and shaking--well, you get the picture.
And I'd love to sit down and have a beer with him--though it would be a little too philip k. dick, too horse-lover fat.
One of these days, the coward's going to come out the closet, so to speak.
Till then, we just listen to him preach.
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