...and I suppose acceptance "Epiphany" would be the best word to use to describe what happened.
Apparently when she left, that action (or something that occurred concurrently with her leaving), knocked something around in the multi-verse and crossed some strings. Now errrthing is screwy in St. Luis (Viva La Raza).
I'll explain now, simply by describing what is going on with me and my environment.
I'm typing this on my Macbook at my Ikea desk next to my...Ikea Bed (style:Malm). Listening to Ratatats' "9 Beats" (see:rare?). Looking for some art to replace the vacant spots on my wall that used to be home to posters such as "Pulp Fiction" and "Britney (Pre-KFed) Spears". "Gardenstate" happens to be on TV....hmmm...I wonder if there's something better on IFC? (Just kidding Zach, you're the best). Do you see what I'm getting at. damnithinkimoutofgreentea.
Steph. will call it Karma or JuJu. I'm a little freaked out because if this doesn't fix itself, then "that guy that is always leaving Outer Limits but no one ever seems to see him enter" would have been right all along.
I guess it was just a matter of time. I'm still a Coors man though, and you won't catch me dead in an Urban Outfitters. But whatevs, get me a ticket to Williamsburg. Damn the man, Save the Empire...
Matthew.
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