Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Letter

I drew this funny shape on my hand today, funny little shape, and it was made with a scar that I got but I don’t know how, and first it because a bird, a somewhat ugly bird, with a slouch, but then I added a knob on the back of its head, and now it’s a bunny with its head way tilted back so that it can see the fireworks that are exploding between my knuckles. The rabbit is much happier and more innocent looking, and also more attractive, than the bird or penguin. I wanted you to see it because I thought it was kind of cool, but time didn’t happen, so I transferred it onto a white paper cup and made it stronger so you can see it.
Those guys we were talking about from the debate seemed not only petty when they attacked their opponents’ characters [for example, they strongly insinuated that their opponents don’t recognize that people in wheelchairs “are people too”]; they also were like guys who were trying to be suave and con you with their charming, regular-José demeanour. I guess from far away it was more apparent.
Speech today sucked more than I thought it was going to.

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