I had a wonderful three-day visit (
as chronicled here, sort of) with a blue-eyed Midwestern girl who tastes like sleep and fermentation, occasionally leaks rubber, and just became legally old enough to buy her own vodka in the U.S.A. Since I couldn't practically afford to fly, don't own a car, don't know how to drive a car, and lack the stamina for
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'Kay. I think I downloaded IM. We shall see. Anyway, I probably won't go far from the computer for a couple hours, and I'll refresh the inbox page a lot.
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I like it.
(And I'm sure you've read this one: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16054, but it's apropos. )
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Oh! No, I mean, I apologize for the internet PDA, but I wouldn't have posted these things if I minded other people reading them or commenting on them. Thanks, and I am always, always glad to hear from you (even though I've been incredibly lousy about keeping in touch lately).
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Yeah, I do check my e-mail. (Perhaps not as much as I ought to, but I mostly just get spam and comment notifications, anyway. Still. I check it.) How old is Veda now? Must be several months, right?
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