It's funny how Livejournalers like material things. They like to actually see them... as pictures, preferably in lists. If you say too much, they don't want to be your friend anymore. So in honor of my unfriends, I'd like to present my list of material things. Because I'm still cool, even though all I have- ahem, want to offer are my words.
Currently coveting:
One of which I'll be sipping with french pastries for Happy Hour, with my beloved exroomie and beloved lover.
all which isn't singing is mere talking, and all talking's talking to oneself
- ee cummings