 Work BBQDate: 07/02/2008 |
Just for future reference:
Mira was a zombie today. Giving Zombie hugs and such (who knows where that came from.) But — point is, we all know that Zombies need brains.
Brains, braaaiiins, braaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiins…
But Mira’s zombieness goes as follows:
I don’t have a brain, I don’t have a braaaiiin, I don’t have a braaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiin….
And I of course just want to be able to remind her of this when she’s about 16 or so.
My camera is fancy and takes cool pics of you and all kinds of stuff. Look for your captured likeness in my gallery and peek at other victims of the camera’s flash.
Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days’ worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.
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