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the grass is getting very tall. it IS very tall. it is only ten twenty five. i should be reading right now. not mulling away on this contraption.

today i was supposed to visit bill .again. at his yardsale and overslept .again.

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watched the neverending story last night. made cookies for bill and roxy. 'twixt the three of us , all cookies were gone but five. and even with closed captioning, bastian's mummy doesn't have a coherent name. that isn't the right word. care do i. no. we shot bottle rockets 'neath a broad street bridge. earlier. last night. four or five of mine went up by the cars. bill got very good at making the canon fire effect and roxy's face got very good at wincing for the perhaps dying turtles. after four packs of black cats and a police siren, we went to the car.

the night before last, the three of us went to the dragon park. (a playground with two large mosaic dragons going up and down. in and out of the ground. stopped in mid action. they look a lot like the oceanic beast in _prince caspian_) so i suppose they are more of sea serpentish beasts. we tested the new play equiptment. bill made sure all the roofs were secure for climbs and hops. cake was playing for free down the street, but we passed it up. bill had to get home to some of his momma's homemade chicken tenders. i swear. everytime i see that boy he's hungry. so cute.

and so. for its turn: tomorrow . we three shall go to another water fall.

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(who IS that hungry child on the right?_

doesn't your momma ever feed you?

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so roxy slept over last night. bill did not. he had to get up early for his second yardsale. and as is the tradition, after going to bed dead tired, we couldn't go to sleep. so Much to say. it was perhaps four o clock when sleep came. and today we took a walk around the land. when the grass is high, it seems so much bigger. there is so much more to see. and to smell. it takes ten times longer to reach a place, and some (places) remain a mystery due to thorns, snakes, or too high of brush.

ha. i forgot. never try to dye your hair with strawberries. yes. it does work. your hair may be pink. and the next morning even purple. but the pulp and seeds and blasted stickyness you will soon be regretting.

and tonight i finally broke down and watched hairy potter. yess,,. it was cute. alan rickman. perfecto. "i'm gonna rip your 'eart out with a spoon" .. "but why a spoon, cousin? why not a knife or a fork?" .. "cos it's dull, you twit! it'll hurt more!"

best line ever written. whoo wee.

and what else. a job at a fabric store (working with little old ladies all day = fun fun fun) is looking to be closer. monday will tell the tale.

ok. it is eleven. eleven o clock . tick tock. i might as well go read now.

roxy will be leaving this tuesday. then it will be back to the same monotony.

i talked to jason the other day. ,a drunken jason, but kind of still a jason., he says he is going to run off to australia. his roommate moved (the average person Moves to a place, jason, being a pirate, Runs off.) there a couple months ago. he says he is sick of this town and the roommate's moving has become an excuse as well as a safety for his next venture. as with perhaps too many people, i'm terribly worried about him. he has been running to drunkenness more and more lately. he won't let me get anywhere near him, but sometimes his eyes say that he would love to have even the smallest hug. when he is in the drink, his eyes scream. well. i don't understand. i would love to be his friend. even just a confidant. one has to drag stuff out of him. drag dragg.g. he doesn't have to listen to me. i don't care. i just. wish i could understand some things. more clearly. sometimes.

just for short times. would help. much.