“Do you like the story about Prometheus?” she asked.
(calmly)
It came from nowhere.
I asked her if that was the one about the man with the wax wings, and she laughed and said "of course not".
(I pretended to be kidding)
(if you know me, you know how much I love a blurry photo)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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