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Part of Wednesday night. Part of Wednesday table.
I actually have a lot to say. In fact, I'm fairly certain that if I flipped my head open, I could fill buckets with the thoughts I've thunk lately. But none of them are cohesive, and you'd find yourself feeling like you've had a rough ride on the Tilt-a-Whirl if I poured all those thoughts out. So we'll just let 'em stew for now.
Meanwhile, I have a friend who just wrote a fabulous blog entry, and I think I want to pimp him out... mostly because he referenced Gilberto Gil, but for other good reasons as well. Check it. Can we, like, hang out and listen to records?
And I've been thinking a lot about you, Abby. And you, Kit Fox. And you, Thea, because I'm so bummed I missed the film tonight. And I've been thinking about you, Sara, as always.