ian’s school, that is.
sue called me day before yesterday with a couple of horrifying stories related by one of ian’s classmate’s moms. apparently, this woman has had a difficult time with the school district with her son. i don’t know what his diagnosis is.
anyway, he apparently has a history of wandering out of […]

saw this t shirt centuries ago. wrote it down. found it going through shit looking for my lost passport.
celebrate freedom

1984 by george orwell
a farewell to arms by ernest hemingway
the catcher in the rye by j.d. salinger
the color purple by alice walker
flowers for algernon by daniel keyes
gone with the wind by margaret mitchell
of mice […]