Hurricane Ike is showing no mercy today. It feels like my windows are going to shatter from the wind. Maybe Ike can blow BuffState away.
Today there was a fire in my apartment complex. All I grabbed was Pete and a pack of smokes. I laid outside on the grass, clutched Pete close to me, smoked a cig and stared at the clouds moving feverishly across the sky. I didn't even think of my possessions slowly catching a blaze, burning, roasting and then turning to ash.. probably because itty bitty pieces of me are scattered about the U.S. in various parts of Buffalo, Columbus, NYC and Boston.
Apparently my sister's friend, Eugene, is going to be on Jerry Springer tomorrow at 3pm. Hah.
Ohhh, life.
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