a buncha hippies
lived here before kurt and i. they decorated the place with pieces of paper with quotes on them, some stickers from one of my old friends' rave promotion company, some fancy, decorative stuff glued to backs of doors. i told them they could leave some of it up. so, this morning, after grabbing the sugar for my coffee, i noticed one that i hadn't before. it's been there for almost 2 years now without my stopping to read it: /believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if i have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense./ - buddha