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Exile Industries: Department of Redundancy Department

Friday, June 09, 2006

Getty Garden
Originally uploaded by Exile509.

She sent me a txt message:
Sitting in the garden at the Getty I could stay forever...

I hope she'll let me come and sit with her a while...

I lay on a bench in the garden, the sun beating down on my upturned face; until I was at peace; when all that remained was the sun and the falling water and the rustling leaves...

By Anonymous, at Friday, June 09, 2006 8:22:00 PM
the rustle of the leaves blowing across dry sunbaked ground masked the sounds made by the few who passed by...

By exile, at Friday, June 09, 2006 11:09:00 PM
I don't get it....

By Shora, at Monday, June 12, 2006 9:09:00 AM
shora- it's ok, i didn't get it either. i thought it was code for something

By exile, at Monday, June 12, 2006 9:28:00 AM
so, is it? I hate it when I don't get shit.

By Shora, at Monday, June 12, 2006 10:39:00 AM
Y'know, "shit" as in "stuff", not, like, actual shit.

By Shora, at Monday, June 12, 2006 10:39:00 AM
shora- chill my little ca-nook, it's ok. this post was intended to create th confusion i felt when i got the txt message.

see, peaches said she'd be at work and she was going to tell them she wasn't supposed to have that job. then i got that message, so had no clue what was going on (her company took her to the getty)

By exile, at Monday, June 12, 2006 11:52:00 AM
i got it. right away.

shora is slow....shhhhhh, it's ok puss.

By Anonymous, at Tuesday, June 13, 2006 10:19:00 AM
mitzee- don't pick on shora, she's busy with her blackberry

By exile, at Tuesday, June 13, 2006 10:30:00 AM