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Monthly Archives: October 2009
I have just cooked my Mulberry Roxanne Tote on the stovetop. There was a bit of smoking, and the smell halfway betwixt a steak charring and a bit of burnt toast, and I looked over the the (usually stone-cold but … Continue reading
Last night I went to the movies all by myself. It was a bit loserish, and I did it for effect. Unfortunately, no one noticed I was gone. There must be a lesson in that. AND I missed out on … Continue reading
My ear is blocked and all I can hear from the left side of my head is the sea. The ocean. The lapping of waves. It could be good, except it isn’t because I cannot hear WORDS or PEOPLE. My … Continue reading
Today is one of those hideous, defeated-before-you-get-out-of-bed days where everything is grey and oily-wet and you kind of ache all over and you feel like crying. It is a swimming day, so of course Custard has been quaking with fear … Continue reading