zk/diary/2004-12-21-04:40:36.md

%title [no subject] %date 2004-12-21 04:40:36 :diary:livejournal:fossils:

Dull gray, on the verge of purple. It's back behind my neck. Cry me a river, crocodile. A monkey, hehe, on my back. A sock puppet; your hand, doofus.

Ahead of me, orange tries to peek through white, and by the time it does, it's already red. Pentagons vibrate. And pretty flowers 9.9