novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i am a lazy cat she is as pure as the cold driven snow. buck died around this time last saturday, in his sleep. you know what's fun? driving six hours north in a car with no working speedometer or clock. not knowing how fast you're going or what time it is. and listening to van morrison. i fucking love van morrison. brown eyed girl is the best song ever. you know what's funner? coming home to a mess and one very happy cat. and music. loads and loads of it. like rediscovering your own personal gold mine. this music is perfect for a shaky mood, when you're feeling fuzzy and ill-defined. like you can slip between happy and sad, i'm okay and bursting-into-tears. when all you want to do is paint but your hands won't stop shaking. the next door neighbors are having one (1) loud and annoying party. they keep knocking on the back door. diane turns her music up and rolls her eyes, flipping her freshly straightened hair at me. she's about 5"4, just like G-L-O-R-I-A. i am looking in boxes for paint brushes and wondering why a boy had an arab strap in the first place. ooo. watercolors. 11:11 pm - 01.25.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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