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i was hit with an urge to update so strong i nearly toppled over. but there's nothing i really have to say, or want to say at least, so i am going to try and keep this to ten distinct unrelated unneccessary points, just plain old because.
one. i am in such a mood that i would like to eat hommus tahini on saltines and passion fruit sorbet all night.
two. i sliced my heel walking around the other day and now every morning when i wake up i stretch it and bite my lip as i break the blood/scab seal.
three. this morning when i opened the door to the back porch i startled three birds chatting in the grass and they flew spinning in a column into the air.
four. mr. president bush has developed a new fake debate smile and it's making him look like a big doofus on top of cheese.
five. i made a little picture on the kitchen counter with all the cookie cutters. there's a little war going on and the gingerbread man is trying to save the world with his magic star.
six. today i found honeydew chapstick deep in the back of the bathroom drawer and when i opened it smells from the second half of my sophomore year fell out.
seven. miss lauren ting is coming for a visit this weekend and our plan is to take drunken train rides but even if things don't go according to plan they will be very much the same in spirit, because that's how things go.
eight. tomorrow i will wake up at seven thirty and step outside and then back in and then i will eat something nice and take a shower too hot and pack some lunch and make compasses until four.
nine. i haven't put anything in my giant black book for some time but i have so many tiny wonderthings to put in once my table gets here and i have a real live place to make sneaky things.
ten. if i get the confidence to drop a lot of money in one place, i will buy at least two of nan goldin's books, instead of the cheap phaidon series book ABOUT her i bought a while back.
one. i am in such a mood that i would like to eat hommus tahini on saltines and passion fruit sorbet all night.
two. i sliced my heel walking around the other day and now every morning when i wake up i stretch it and bite my lip as i break the blood/scab seal.
three. this morning when i opened the door to the back porch i startled three birds chatting in the grass and they flew spinning in a column into the air.
four. mr. president bush has developed a new fake debate smile and it's making him look like a big doofus on top of cheese.
five. i made a little picture on the kitchen counter with all the cookie cutters. there's a little war going on and the gingerbread man is trying to save the world with his magic star.
six. today i found honeydew chapstick deep in the back of the bathroom drawer and when i opened it smells from the second half of my sophomore year fell out.
seven. miss lauren ting is coming for a visit this weekend and our plan is to take drunken train rides but even if things don't go according to plan they will be very much the same in spirit, because that's how things go.
eight. tomorrow i will wake up at seven thirty and step outside and then back in and then i will eat something nice and take a shower too hot and pack some lunch and make compasses until four.
nine. i haven't put anything in my giant black book for some time but i have so many tiny wonderthings to put in once my table gets here and i have a real live place to make sneaky things.
ten. if i get the confidence to drop a lot of money in one place, i will buy at least two of nan goldin's books, instead of the cheap phaidon series book ABOUT her i bought a while back.