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-: peace : quiet :-
[ © katrin thomas ]
-: smoking & biking : alas, no heels :-
[ © the satorialist ]
His case...so AMAZING...me and my stooopid top-tubeless girl bike.
neatest. jacket. ever.
- : saint stephen : -
Morrissey was wonderful....or I think he was wonderful...he sounded
amazing...but we were practically in the heavens...so it was rather
difficult to see him clearly....just a wee moz running around...or a
wee someone running around....it sounded like him, at least. When he
ripped his shirt off(as he is wont to do) all I caught was a flash of white
and witnessed him rubbing the sweat in...or I think he was rubbing the
sweat on his chest....he could have been covered in snakes for all I know.
(txtd you maudelynn, twice, just so you know...
I dont want you to think I had forgotten you lady!)
Kristeen Young opened...and she was fabulous! Go listen.
She's like....if Kate Bush mated with the Dresden Dolls and gave
birth to a Bjorkish looking Tori Amos......no......Im serious.
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lesson learned
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You can lead people to Seattle....but you cant
make them get served drinks...sombreros or not.
Secret agents-schmectrid agents. hhrrmmmph.
I have booked my flights to Boston for September...and I have booked
my hotel as well. I am very excited about this trip...something to look
forward to...hold onto...respite on the horizon.....a glimmer in an
otherwise murky landscape, as of late.....up & down...up & down.
Mum's flowers ordered...card in the post...sincerely hoping it gets there
on time...had sort of blanked on the whole organization of it over the
weekend, today was a mad dash scramble to make it all work.
:: crossed fingers of the problem child ::
I didn't do my homework for class tonight...I haven't been doing a lot
of things lately. ergh. Me says "dont go to class", another me says
"you better go or you'll get behind", and another me says "go and
suck it up...you've had a lot going on...what's this really matter in
the larger scheme of things", and then me goes "if you skip you can
catch up on work stuffs because youre a bit behind there as well"
and yet another me says "O, it's nice out...REALLY nice out...maybe
you could go read in the park!" Mez hate me...it's obvious.
My face, knees and knuckles(of all things) are Seattle-sunburned.
My freckles, they bloom.
-: sleep : hats : pretty :-
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