Tuesday, November 15, 2005


I swear I don't hear the hall president outside my door with her little megaphone calling us all to the hall council downstairs.
Listen. Do you hear her? No! See, you are reading this and don't hear her, therefore she's not outside my door. You don't hear her, I don't hear her - and I can't do what I can't hear.
And even if she is there I can't see her, she can't see me, therefore I'm just not here - or she's not there - or something like that.
Good. That's cleared up. I'll get back to more important matters then.

1 comment:

Emily said...

That makes two of us...