when you live on the first floor, all outdoor activities become zoo events. we, the animals go crazy, and the people aka the neighbors peer in awe. they smell sesame oil, ginger and garlic during our bbq's and watch us play ping pong. with all the noise complaints and the upstairs guy making a fuss about our tarp covering the fuzball table, we should just paint the patio into the chinese flag. let them stare down at that!
anyways. that's outside. on the inside. there's beijing sporting ball. ping pong paddles and a shuttle cock.
and everywhere i look down. there's james.
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