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went around to laurens tuesday night, then she came around her for dinner last night.
i was really nervous, rushing around cleaning and tidying the house and the junk in my room. icooked prawns and snapper, it was yum.
i had a great time.
she makes me feel so happy :)
spent half the night dressing up in bohemian clothes and reciting cute poetry. i think i have a favourite new poem 'vuelta de paseo' (after a walk)
After A Walk
Cut down by the sky.
Between shapes moving toward the serpent
and crystal-craving shapes,
I'll let my hair grow.
With the amputated tree that doesn't sing
and the child with the blank face of an egg.
With the little animals whose skulls are cracked
and the water, dressed in rags, but with dry feet.
With all the bone-tired, deaf-and-dumb things
and a butterfly drowned in the inkwell.
Bumping into my own face, different each day
Cut down by the sky!
(Federico Garcia Lorca)
anyhow, she is very sweet.
cant wait to go kite shopping and have diabetes tests together lol ... *i cant wait til we take our blood tests, oh baby, lets take our blood tests now!*
oh, if only my billy bragg cd was not being eaten still by the dastardly dvd player
bah.
off to gero tomorrow for a 21st. go me!
think ill prolly faint, i have been dizzy all week... something about working in 37degree heat in long'ns i think. not too healthy.
well, night!
i was really nervous, rushing around cleaning and tidying the house and the junk in my room. icooked prawns and snapper, it was yum.
i had a great time.
she makes me feel so happy :)
spent half the night dressing up in bohemian clothes and reciting cute poetry. i think i have a favourite new poem 'vuelta de paseo' (after a walk)
After A Walk
Cut down by the sky.
Between shapes moving toward the serpent
and crystal-craving shapes,
I'll let my hair grow.
With the amputated tree that doesn't sing
and the child with the blank face of an egg.
With the little animals whose skulls are cracked
and the water, dressed in rags, but with dry feet.
With all the bone-tired, deaf-and-dumb things
and a butterfly drowned in the inkwell.
Bumping into my own face, different each day
Cut down by the sky!
(Federico Garcia Lorca)
anyhow, she is very sweet.
cant wait to go kite shopping and have diabetes tests together lol ... *i cant wait til we take our blood tests, oh baby, lets take our blood tests now!*
oh, if only my billy bragg cd was not being eaten still by the dastardly dvd player
bah.
off to gero tomorrow for a 21st. go me!
think ill prolly faint, i have been dizzy all week... something about working in 37degree heat in long'ns i think. not too healthy.
well, night!