Sunday, July 30, 2006

standing in the way of control, on repeat

Yesterday outside her apartment the air smelled like chocolate because the wind was going north from the Aero bar factory at Landsdowne and Dundas. It made me laugh because whenever someone wants something totally unrealistic I always say, "Yeah, well, I'd like chocolate air but that ain't gonna happen either." Now it does.

In other news I have no idea if anyone reads this thing. Now that I've banned the creepy anonymous comments, there's a tumbleweed blowing through this blog county.

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