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November 21, 2005

embracing your inner yat

No, there are no non-hurricane stories in my life these
days. That's all there is here. There are so many to
tell and trade, and you have to retell them all to all
the people you run across and know.

One weird side effect of all this is my long-gone accent
has started to come back. Before this I could only drop
into various levels of yatness when talking to people who
had that accent as well. Now I'm finding myself going
on (awhn) and on with it. "How you done made out?" "Eh,
I'm aight, da house got roof damaged and my damn landlords
wont fix shit, ya know?" It's the stress, that's all I
can figure out.

music: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club: There ain't no easy way

candice at November 21, 2005 12:04 AM

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