sail on silvergirl
so i'm sitting in a random little starbucks like five blocks away from my house, wearing one of the more random ensembles i've put together lately-yellow-orange t-shirt, short-ish grey skirt with pockets, super-cozy black cardigan from salvation army, peacock-blue tights & various items of hipster-esque jewelry-and simon & garfunkel's "bridge over troubled water" starts playing. i don't think i've talked about them much here, but simon & garfunkel & i have a History: they're solidly part of our family music, they were pretty much the only band i listened to in ninth grade (along with, i think, elton john; and what that combination says, i try not to think about too hard), and to this day there's a particular sort of pleasurable melancholy their music never fails to induce in me.
so basically, flist, i am feeling clean & cute & rawther content¹ (*says she in her best eloise voice*), and hopefully you all are as well! spreading the cheer since 1989, that's me. ♥
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¹ and clearly, more than a little alliterative as well! :D
so basically, flist, i am feeling clean & cute & rawther content¹ (*says she in her best eloise voice*), and hopefully you all are as well! spreading the cheer since 1989, that's me. ♥
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¹ and clearly, more than a little alliterative as well! :D