The Events of My Day: Sunday, November the Thirteenth, Two Thousand and Five
- Forgot all of my dreams.
- Hunted and gathered myself a breakfast.
- Bade the noon-day sun farewell.
- Entered a windowless room of rehearsal.
- Did the things one does.
- Emerged upon the darkened streets.
- Hopscotched through pools of artificial light to a campus cafeteria.
- Plummeted through faintly vaginal tunnels of transit.
- Made out with a crazy girl in a car. Four times.
- Revealed a secret.
- Assisted in the happying of a birthday (despite my own sorrow).
- Made out with the crazy girl in the car again.
- And again with the vagina imagery.
