Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Waiting for My Life to Begin

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  1. "I tried to maintain my composure as the antlered bird of prey did Matrix-style yo-yo tricks without moving her hands. Why did her antlers resemble maple leaves, and why did her legs keep reminding me of drumsticks? I was either really hungover or really, really hungry. . ."


    Soapy

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  2. I had the exact same thoughts as I created this piece. Imagine that! :-)

    Courtney

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