La lingua de Katia

La lingua de Katia The writings of a child from a thousand different parents

Thursday, February 12, 2004

Yesterday in Trader Joes a man walked up to me and started singing. At first I thought he was retarded and rather sweet that he picked me out of the shoppers but then I realized he was just kinda cray. He sang to me a Bob Dylan song, Sad eyed lady of the lowlands.

Ok I have a headache, I need caffiend before I can finish this story.


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