Hold Tight

April 11th, 2007

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Charliepoo-

Again, a real bummer, man. At least there’s always June 2nd. And speaking of which, everything’s falling into place quite nicely on my end. Any progress with the hardware? (Note: Every sentence thus far as started with an “A?)

Goddamit! I can’t think, Charlie. It’s hard to write. Why? Because there’s no running water at work. Therefore: no coffee, no clean dishes, no awesome moat/fountain by the door, and most annoyingly no bathroom. I also have a shit to take. I’m not gonna sugar coat it for you, I have to poo. She’s down there, rumbling, fidgeting, squirming through the darkness looking for daylight. “I’m sorry, baby, you’re going to have to wait,? I whisper to her subtly so no one notices. “Pull out a nice book. I recommend The Things They Carried, it’s vivid enough to take your mind off anything. Hold tight, honey.?

Supposedly we can use the bathroom at the store on the first floor, Sur La Table, and I suppose it’s only a matter of time before I make my way down there and “blow it up.?

…oh, god, no. Uhhhhhherrrrrmm. “Shhh, quiet. Not yet. It’s not time. Please, be patient… What? I know. Not now, but soon. Soon. I prom- Fine. Fine!?

I, uh… I have to go.

Have a great day, Charliepoo.

-Ben

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