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Jan 16, 2006 14:02

for breakfast, we ate scrambled eggs w daisies decorating & thinking-shop juice, scrambling things up. my mom used to host egg tosses on our back porch & the birds would watch from the ledges, chattering. when we werent looking, they glued nests together w the splattered yolk & pecked at our lopsided cake.

taha, oh well, i cant do any work lately. i dont know what's wrong. i cant focus on anything but my immediate physical gratification. see : food. see : showers. see: music. see : beeswax & skin. see : dirty dark basements. badump whatever, this may be cliche, but i just had the most perfect weekend.

love + flowers,
elizabeth
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