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I am selling a shiny new hairdryer. I'm selling it because I bought it thinking my old one was broken. Behold, I was wrong, and now have an extra. It was $18, and I'll give it to anyone interested for $15. (If details are your thing, it's a medium-sized Conair Ionshine. I didn't know this. I just took it off the shelf at Walgreens at random.)
Last Sunday saw Mei and I at the Cherry Blossom Festival for the third time in as many years. We walked, wandered, talked, slept on the grass, smelled the flowers and took romantical pictures. This week I have worked all about the city at my temp job, which becomes increasingly less temporary with every day that Scholastic delays my start day, in their infinite frustration. I am still occasionally turning to loved ones and chirping about the University of Sydney, a bright series of effusions which will probably fade soon enough once the idea settles in. I'm moving to Australia. Not so crazed, in the end. This evening I see Spiderman 3, which will be a welcome diversion from the afternoon's sleepy lolling-abouts. I napped after work, and am impossible to get out of bed once I get in without some noisy distraction. This weekend Mei and I will see the new Greco-Roman wing of the Met, and I will begin work on the Accessories show at the Javitz Center, which promises to be sparkly and fantastical.
Last Sunday saw Mei and I at the Cherry Blossom Festival for the third time in as many years. We walked, wandered, talked, slept on the grass, smelled the flowers and took romantical pictures. This week I have worked all about the city at my temp job, which becomes increasingly less temporary with every day that Scholastic delays my start day, in their infinite frustration. I am still occasionally turning to loved ones and chirping about the University of Sydney, a bright series of effusions which will probably fade soon enough once the idea settles in. I'm moving to Australia. Not so crazed, in the end. This evening I see Spiderman 3, which will be a welcome diversion from the afternoon's sleepy lolling-abouts. I napped after work, and am impossible to get out of bed once I get in without some noisy distraction. This weekend Mei and I will see the new Greco-Roman wing of the Met, and I will begin work on the Accessories show at the Javitz Center, which promises to be sparkly and fantastical.