If they're boys

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I was up at five this morning, proving that it isn't my dad doing something fishy that wakes me up, or at least it doesn't have to be. He took the red eye to Mexico, and I wrote an essay about something involving cause and effect, while naked.

I went to school about two hours early because I was done with the essay and the novelty of my aforementioned condition was as worn off on me as my clothes had previously been. Rock and roll evoking tribalism makes the most sense when it's this sunny, singing along to Brian Eno's The True Wheel even after the song stops, projecting unity with the mustard fields and the weekend. This(seemingly decades)after I ended the group editing session in English by inadvertently making one of the group members cry. Jessica, once again I am sorry. I should not have been so thoughtlessly amused when you mentioned that your sister had had bulimia as to say that it had taken a while for that to come up in the conversation. For you it was a deeply painful thing that you were very brave to mention, and for me it was just pattern recognition. And it was rude for me to at the beginning of that session assume that your essay was unedited, especially since you volunteered to work with me. Sucky shit all around.

I wanted to post the Meatyard picture of the boy holding the mannequin hand, but I could not find it on the internet. This was before tears, when I was just on a Vitamin D rush.

I just made a really good quesadilla. I remember the first month or so in the city, what with all the drinking, options, robe wearing, and mission sense of an exploring conquistador in search of plunder and tenderness. That was also a month of great quesadillas and gastronomic expansion.

It's less than ten days, but some of that is back, in this leap year with the house to myself. Leap year of the fall of the house of Clinton. Leap year Of people conversing on the internet with strangers over obscure topics they don't know about and cross referencing all the while, of lolcats and Souljah Boys.

I am going to have a lot to answer about to little Omar and Toussaint Paradis.


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