i AM alive.

maybe i'll write sometime. bah.

love,
the alive one

went camping for a week and saw morrissey and bauhaus and the cramps and yeah yeah yeahs and broken social scene and bloc party and !!! live!
and when morrissey left in his car, i just happened to be passing by and waved good-bye and he waved back!

muahahah!

plus, i swam in a freezing river while it was rainning. so nice.

maaan. the french beat us again.
and again the way they went about getting their goal wasn't quite clear.
again we were given a fault where there wasn't exactly a fault.
damn french.

i just hope we beat the germans next.
at least 3rd place would be nice.

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i think wine isn't good for my lips.

this is me, finding ways not to do my work on geishas.
i've got a sort of mullet now. quite eighties.

devendra's song, caminando, in spanish makes me feel so light.

from portugal, with love
a kid on the street said to his father "look, that girl is wearing those silly clown glasses!"
well, i prefer to feel it gives me supermodel power.

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me and my dancing partner at my apartment in lisbon. i'm still working on the decoration.

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some recent pictures of happy times...
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every year in june, cities all over europe, celebrate their patron saints. lisbon's is saint anthony, and we just had to be there. it's like, one of the BEST nights of the year.


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