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[the101dmnations]

My friend came to the same restaurant I did but in the wrong neighborhood-- or we were both in the wrong, neighborhood--, so I had noodle soup alone, between the two mirrored walls in back of the shop. Me and my dirty dividing replicas, not "I" but "he" on the phone with her, choosing a different date. I ate the jalapeno, seeds and all, that

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[flightviolation]

hey, you have romantic observation skillz.

i like how you make small moments like these shine, in the way we talked about looking at something for long enough until it trembles.

curious place

[the101dmnations]

Writing on LJ is fun because it allows this funny mixture of performance and processing-- not a diary to pick apart and examine some event or feeling, not a stage to grip an audience from (as a more 'professional' blog is maybe?), but sort of both--- or a chance to remember that the most interesting writing doesn't distinguish these....

So glad you like!

& in the sidewalk puddle at the men's feet time was being divided up by tiny flecks of rain.

[crooksandlucy]

Hey! I just finished reading Margaret Atwood for the first time!
Why didn't anyone tell me‽ She blinded me with assascience!
It reminded me that you commented once with a passage from her (if I'm not mistaken), so I'm going to pretend you were trying to let me know she was wonderful and I tersely willed obtuseness.
Folly me!