I am in misery.
For when I am in misery
The poem ceases to be
Words crafted and chiseled
From abstracted thought.
The poem begins to be me.
August 31, 2000
4.41 pm, Thursday
Observations
November 17, 2007
Alex, a buddy from my previous company, and I went out to the mall so I could buy office supplies (which my company should be providing, by the way, but they're not!!). I just shared my observation that the malls usually segregate the male from the female at the entrance for a more organized way of inspecting their bags for security reasons. And always, always, the queue for female is longer than that of the male's. Yet once inside, I seem to notice that male mall-ers outnumber the women. Or was that just my observation. Or could it be that the female mall-ers are inside the department stores.
Alex then shared his observation on a far different thing. Why is that when a person buys an age reducer cream or something, after a while they dress up like as if they're 10 years younger. Alex then concluded that age reducing creams can make you delusional!!!
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