haven't seen you in awhile.
whoop! is this thing on?
so i was in west africa for about 8 months....as I told miss catherine this evening, it was the most wonderful and awful thing I ever did in my whole life.
i'm kind of a mess. home for awhile and then back to halifax and cold oceans and lakes and islands and boys who wear flannel and girls who say all the wrong things, but laugh when they're saying them, and they have big white horse teeth and red lips and colt legs and look like big horses in stripes, and are kind of great. Halifax Girls. Nice to be back.
anyway talking to cato this evening made me revisit old things...old journals amongst the many carcasses and failed projects I've abandoned online. Any of you guys still around?
If you want to read the abandoned carcass of my African adventures, it's here: http://langinaccra.blogspot.com
going to Kingston this weekend. Old boyfriends! Old sites of first kisses! Old greasy spoons and old bars stinking of beer. It's like every Tom Waits song with all the depression and none of the lilt, the horns or the glamour. I'm nervous, for some reason.
so i was in west africa for about 8 months....as I told miss catherine this evening, it was the most wonderful and awful thing I ever did in my whole life.
i'm kind of a mess. home for awhile and then back to halifax and cold oceans and lakes and islands and boys who wear flannel and girls who say all the wrong things, but laugh when they're saying them, and they have big white horse teeth and red lips and colt legs and look like big horses in stripes, and are kind of great. Halifax Girls. Nice to be back.
anyway talking to cato this evening made me revisit old things...old journals amongst the many carcasses and failed projects I've abandoned online. Any of you guys still around?
If you want to read the abandoned carcass of my African adventures, it's here: http://langinaccra.blogspot.com
going to Kingston this weekend. Old boyfriends! Old sites of first kisses! Old greasy spoons and old bars stinking of beer. It's like every Tom Waits song with all the depression and none of the lilt, the horns or the glamour. I'm nervous, for some reason.