salad wild awake a few miles south of us

[anti_cyclone]

Today: art history, boredom in the writing center, walking home through freezing pouring rain to make an appointment with the dentist. Spattering my hands and arms with ink, making a crude mock-up of a map. What am I mapping? Salad. Don't ask me to explain that one, at least not yet. Twisting light metals into delicate barbed wire: nickel

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[sanspoof]

Do you need music? I could make you a mix.
When I was in high school, Weird Al and Frank Zappa were pretty much all I listened to. So if you want I could try to retrace my steps; maybe you'd like some of it. Music is helpful.

[anti_cyclone]

Sure, sometimes music is good. Sometimes it makes me crazy, and then I have to turn it off and have silence instead. It might be worth pointing out that I consistently detest female singers, with the possible exception of Aretha Franklin.

Also, it's entirely your fault that I now listen to mash-ups and inflict them on my friends. Thanks!

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[dkesler]

Just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking of you - you sound like you need a hug. I wish I could send you one or better yet, send you a hug with a Brazilian meal attached... the food is oh so good. Any way - I can't wait to see what "salad map" looks like.

blessings,
Donya

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[anti_cyclone]

Aw, thanks. I like the idea of people sending me food.