bridgecity's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- tunnels I am at my old alma mater pretending to be a "student" w/my sweater and my glasses and arm-satchel. about 4 people have already suspected what i'm doing. one person even pointed. i met with 2 of my old "buddies" they are "artistic types" and have recognizable facial hair. My non-descript car is parked behind the bushes that are suppose to hide dumpsters from plain-view. skinny boys look at me from the outside of their field of vision and my smile stay frozen like orange juice. I walk quickly to a destination only to walk quickly away one minute later. I suspect now everyone knows. 2:50 p.m. - 2005-02-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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