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well I'm going to see Radiohead on the ninth day of the fifth month of the two-thousand and eighth year, so needless to say I'm over the moon. it was unnaturally warm today. that certain sort of gold light that shines through trees around 5 o'clock. ideal for whiskey and porches.
today Amelia paid me fifty dollars to clean her house and I guess i should have known better but I never ever want to clean an artist's house again. I especially didn't like breathing in unfamiliar dust. every house accumulates a distinct concoction of dust, unique to its inhabitants. Amelia's house's dust sort of smells like old paint and wet leaves. there might be a lot to discover about a person from their house-dust, who knows. but I'm going to Radiohead so there's no time to dwell on anything less important.
today Amelia paid me fifty dollars to clean her house and I guess i should have known better but I never ever want to clean an artist's house again. I especially didn't like breathing in unfamiliar dust. every house accumulates a distinct concoction of dust, unique to its inhabitants. Amelia's house's dust sort of smells like old paint and wet leaves. there might be a lot to discover about a person from their house-dust, who knows. but I'm going to Radiohead so there's no time to dwell on anything less important.