it's 11pm here in waikele and i hear a moaning in the dark. and it's not the ghostly kinda moaning either. the ceiling is rhythmicly beating and creaking to a crescendo until: silence. as if the world had stood still. it must the neighbors upstairs. someone is making love. darn you loving people! you sure know how to torment a lonely man! :(

in the distance, i can hear the dryer beeping for me... i guess my laundry's done. oh well... have a (loud) loving night, people...

posted by neko @ 11:22:00 PM          |


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