Tuesday, October 21, 2003
10/21/03
An unfamiliar voice on the radio condemned every union, picket line.
A woman behind me sidestepped questions about a first date.
I spoke too long during a poetry discussion.
The traffic eased up.
We ate dumplings and chicken for dinner.
A woman left class early; it is impossible for her to avoid attention.
I woke early. At my field class, a boy falsified his height with over-long black jeans that looked like they were vacuuming the floor.
An uncomfortable silence was tolerated for more than four hours.
A bill has to be paid.
The voice on the radio refused to let the caller address his point before hanging up.
It's time for a walk.
A woman behind me sidestepped questions about a first date.
I spoke too long during a poetry discussion.
The traffic eased up.
We ate dumplings and chicken for dinner.
A woman left class early; it is impossible for her to avoid attention.
I woke early. At my field class, a boy falsified his height with over-long black jeans that looked like they were vacuuming the floor.
An uncomfortable silence was tolerated for more than four hours.
A bill has to be paid.
The voice on the radio refused to let the caller address his point before hanging up.
It's time for a walk.
