muted

carded.

i wish i hadn't looked at kim's birthday cards.

plus...

i feel a little weird that i did.

but...

she did display them.

and...

no one ever comes here.

[scanscanshrinkchopshrinkchopcombineshrinkpost]

* * *

blossom's, the store at the corner of my old street, changes hands a lot. every few months, you're greeted by a new face behind the counter. sometimes, the new face is an old face.

within the past week or so, i have seen new new faces. these faces appear to be cutting back on the product available for purchase as i've noticed that some shelves are missing.

i went to blossom's tonight as the sun was setting. i stood before a new face at the counter and sensed an extra gray coming through the windows, unimpeded by absent shelves. i began thinking about all the times i've spent there with other people, laughing and joking. being alone now was strange and sad. then my mean little mind decided to kick me while i was down by remembering a certain picture adventure that took place within blossom's walls.

i guess those moments never really mean what you think they do.
















since my birthday, i've watched three seasons of "the wire" totaling 37 episodes. tonight, i watched the first episode again. it was cool to see the introductions of all the characters i came to know and love.

each episode of "the wire" is around 56 minutes.

37 episodes x 56 minutes = 37 hrs - (4 x 37) minutes.

4 x 37 minutes is 148 minutes.

37 hrs - 148 minutes = 34 hrs + 32 minutes.

let's round up to 35 hrs. cool? cool.

i know my birthday was 50 days ago because i am 7 weeks older than kim and yesterday was her birthday.

35 hrs / 50 days = .7 hrs / day

my 30's have meant an average of 42 minutes of "the wire" per day.

eat that, fuckfaces.