November 24th, 2002

Big Gay Vince, bastard, Southpark me

it's creeping me out

The leaves on the tree in front of my bedroom window are starting to fall. The problem is they're falling is such a soft way that the leaves, hitting the other leaves on the ground, sound like someone is skulking outside my window. I find myself peeking through the blinds every once in a while to assure myself what I think is true actually is. I have to wait til tuesday before the gardeners come and collect this leaf mass, hopefully before I go nuts (which contrary to belief I'm not. Quite. Yet. heh)
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