i have not yet slept a wink. Edgar allan poe is keeping me awake on a mystery he and his little friend Auggie Dubbins are onto. randal Silvis doeas have a 'waterfall of words', and i shrink in shame and envy at once that i, third year mass comm student, only have a disgraceful vocabulary of 50 words or so.
so from 2 am until now, i have collected a number of new words -- along, list, to be honest (and shamefully so)-- from Silvis, as i trod through the streets of New York with my midnight heroes, Master Dubbins and Poe.
But for now, i shall get me forty winks.
(and then after this, i slept at five a.m. and woke up at 10 to go and help here at the internet cafe. depressing area. few customers. sad faced dad. wish i could make him happier. i will be a SUPASTAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHA. i laugh to pass the time.)
