I'm home. It's really nice. On the plane, I kept looking at the city lights and feeling intense dismay at the straight lines and brightness of everything. I wanted to be in a small cave with no lights on-- the kind where it's so dark you can't see your hands. A traffic-congested highway, half bright white and half bright red, looked so awful. (Also ( Read more... )

You can put me in your hair, I'll be happy there

Good things that happened over Thanksgiving:
Bubbles slept over for three nights. I love that crazy fool. Many hearts to you, my dearest!
I had sushi, curry, doujiang and youtiao, a lot of ice creams and dessert, waterbuffalo milk yogurt ( Read more... )