Aug 23, 2008 22:46
it's a beautiful thing, to have one's childhood home entirely to oneself.
couple this with a bottle of wine, some cigarettes, blue juice glasses, thai food so good it'll make you slap your mama, african drum music, and fresh blueberries, and you've got yourself one worthwhile evening.
brand new paints don't hurt much either.
how am i going to pare down my shit so that all of my belongings fit in a single suitcase?
way too much of a pack rat for this.
please come to france and visit. i'm going to miss all of my american chums so badly it'll be like physical pain.
maybe not all of you that badly, but at least some of you.
my hair is turning gray already.