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Before I start taking lithium...I want everyone to know that I want to get married in the NYC Public library. I want to wear one of those expensive outfits from anthropologie. (dress, tights, boots, the whole deal) I want Stacy to be my only witness. I want to weigh 115 pounds. I would then like to be wisked away to Montreal where I spend the year writing a truly awful and tacky first novel that gets forgoten. Maybe I would like to attend Concordia university for a comparative literature bachelors. Or masters. I want zoe to be there and if she for some reason doesn't make it that far then I would like her stuffed and placed unpon some overstuffed velevt chair in my sitting room where she looks happy and comfortable in her eternal rest. I want to have no more than 3 pairs of pants and at least 2 full closets filled with dresses and shoes of all sorts. I want to read books forever and once in a while I may call someone from the old country to see how things are over there. But I will never leave. No. I would never ever leave.