i'll so offend to make offense a skill, redeeming time when think least i will.

fear
Originally uploaded by jlovegren.

the song that's been stuck in my head ever since san jose, i could have settled the matter almost a year ago. perry and my younger brother wallace went to Ueta in Progresso, then opted for tacos in teh unmarked store with tinted windows; fresh inside with a family atmosphere. the mesero gave us some cups with ice for our Buchanan's cadeau bottle, so long as we agreed to be furtive about it. Palates cloyed and apetites surfeited, we walked back towards the bridge. the song was playing. it was coming from behind a mobile torta stand. the only other time i've heard it since was a hip-hop remix on the radio at Ajong's, but it was too noisy. I went and told the woman I wanted the CD. she sent a little boy, who returned and told her to tell me that it was five dollars, though she should accept four if i offered. I didn't want to part with four dollars, nor did I want to have wasted my time, so I payed a dollar for a torta and had it wrapped up. i sat on the recliner and played burnout the rest of the day.