6/3/08

Black Crabs. The size of one’s torso. They try to tell me the secret mysteries of the past. Something happened to me, something important. They pull themselves in fast numbers, swarming over a number of people into the solution.

Obnoxious French girl in my building. She is secretly attracted to me, and she is beautiful in a hidden-away sort of way. Her marriage can only cause problems, but it is ignored.

For a moment, there is Harvard in the food court.

AC throws a party, demanding that it not be mild.