30 September 2008

To the guy standing behind me at the bus stop at twenty after six in the morning: Yes, I hear you. I feel your presence in my peripheral. There is no need to shuffle about and zip every zipper on your bag. I know you are there. Why do people insist on being noticed?!!!??!?!?!

See Also: The "Just Letting You Know I'm Here" Cough

1 comment:

The City said...

Hi, I imagine you don't speak italian but today I wrote something about pretzel on my blog, if you wanna see it we are at www.zenandthecity.com
hava a nice day