Friday, April 15, 2005

xani bar is like don't worry, when i meet you at the airport i'll have a sign or something. i guess in case i forget what she looks like? i guess i should have a sign too then. maybe they could be enormous puzzle peices or like two halves of a broken heart or something. maybe i could wear it around my neck and it could have some fucking caligraphy on it and doilies. or i could make a potrait of her on it with painted macaroni noodles. then when we see each other's signs we can do a slow motion run towards each other like if we were in a field of daisys instead of a crowded airport, and we can jump into the air and smash the peices together and gleaming rays of light will emanate from it making everyone in the airport fall in love and turn into a big red commercial. glitter will fall from the sky.

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