Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Working on some fried rice with bok choy, listening to Muswell Hillibillies, feel kind of amazing, have been breaking down crying some anyway. Among other things, still thinking about my grandma and how much I miss her. Nobody's going to miss me like that, don't know if that's good or bad.

Outside, the traitorous half moon is high in the blue sky, mindless of its broken promises, lovely moon.

Cooking & listening to music are up there for me with libraries as unalloyed goods, better done in company, but pretty great in any case.

Wishing you could think as well of yourself as I think of you, oh well.

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