like garbage day, but with INTUITION.
October 28, 2007
Today I mentally communicated my mutual distaste for a passing rollerblader with a long-haired homeless man standing on the opposite corner of the street. I am here to tell you that ESP is real, and it feels benevolent, thrilling, and smells like a dumpster full of old feet. Welcome to the unused portion of your brains, everyone.
