Cry

I wanted to cry, to douse the night's fire with my tears. Thought that maybe if I managed to cry, things would feel better, that I'd feel better. But when I'm alone, and there's nothing I can do about him, the tears won't come. I learned my lessons too well. I can't cry anymore. I wonder if he knows.

Observations.

sometimes he doesnt look comfortable in his own skin.

fading, passing feeling of sweet deliciousness...

Basically, Pepsi should market chairs.

If chairs were taboo--

I'm gonna shoot you in the face.

(Woman in a Bathroom)

It's a man thing

I used to be shy. I got over it.

(Did you really?

Because you keep missing the

soap dispenser.

Care to ask for directions?)

It was funny.

Jeremy told me last night.

Andrew - not everyone is brilliant.

Maybe it was one of those

don't get your hopes up

comments

I have a job interview tomorrow.

...not everyone

is brilliant.

Wonder what happened to that guy

You noticed his limping?

Maybe he stubbed his toe

Or he has a sore foot

Maybe he has a peg leg

He controls something on campus

that can only be controlled by him

because the key is in his peg

You know with prosthesis,

he could run faster.

Yeah, I know.

They give you springs and stuff.

They're like high tech

kangaroos.

Delicates.

How you doing, old timer?

I can't hear anything.

Did he buy - did you seal the deal?

Only one.

Keep working for me -

work harder!

Yes.

His daughter graduated.

You didn't catch the name?

Yeah, yeah.

People...

Huh?

People do the unusual.