i don't know, finally it feels like summer, although i should say, i guess,
prematurely it feels like summer. i have been in the car singing vigorously to a mixtape from maybe three years ago. ladies, gentlemen, please consider today to be my first real day as the Driver of the Buick. the yet-to-be-named buick. the buick with a busted lip.
also today an officer from the sheriff's came to the clinic to serve me with a subpoena. next week i will go to the courthouse in warren county, to witness for the prosecution in a case which i can only, vaguely, describe as work-related. the part of me that does not want to go to warren county is all indigestion & shivering. the part of me that watches a lot of law & order is little-kid excited in a weird, embarrassing way.
how soon do you think i can get away with seeing ...& the prisoner of azkaban again?
