...getting over a cold. got a hacking cough that makes people in grocery stores avoid me, so the seasonal crowds are a little more manageable.

i'm forcing out this retarded poem, though it seemed like a good idea at the time. the task was to "write a poem including definitions of words." interesting concept, but it's fucking throttling me. i'm out of material. ...it's a fucking blessing that the end of the semester is so close. i'm a bit suprised i made it this far and got like eight decent poems written. but i'm definately not making it into Neropa University.