I'm Sure You Taste Fine.
picture by th_esaurus
It is my thousandth entry and also my twenty-second birthday, and it has been so lovely! Friends came over, and we ate cake and sat in a tree and sang spontaneous mashups of Lady Gaga's 'Poker Face' and Rasputina's 'The New Zero' to ukulele accompaniment, not necessarily all at the same time.
Here is the double-dactyl poem that my brother Joseph wrote in his card to me:
Higgledy Piggledy
Harriet Evans was
Ageing a year with Ju-
ly getting late.
Matters of age see her
Unaspirational:
Well in her Twenties but
Thinking she's eight.
I think it sums things up rather nicely.