on this somewhat cloud-covered miami afternoon, i am beginning to shake from the immense amount of caffeine pumping through my entire being. i have seven different internet tabs open, three instant messagings going on simultaneously and my third refill of house blend steaming on the side. it's only 2 pm.
at this rate i will be going on cup number 5 around the time i clock into work. cup number 6 right after the clouds finally begin to leak onto the outside garden of the restaurant and cups 8-10 by my walk home.
the man across from me has a laptop with a picture of an alien on it. it's alien brand or something. i feel like i've seen him before and asked him about it. if i ask again, he will know i'm weird.
this man is interesting because he has one crooked eye and is covered in obama paraphenalia. his navy t-shirt: obama. a package of bumper stickers (which he has made no effort to distribute): obama. he even has matching rec specs sitting beside his alien.
although he has a healthy amount of voter registration forms, he hasn't approached anyone. it's like he had a great idea and then chickened out. i do that sometimes.
i don't want to be a chicken. i want to be extraordinary. maybe i'll get the nerve after another cup or two.
1 comment:
wired in sobe !!!!
very cool pitcure
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