since jenny doesn't like my 'return to grad school' theme, i'm taking her to england instead.
written in a bar in chichester- 12/9/05
the slug and lettuce
drinking wine alone againe
tugging on my lip
nutella in bag
waiting to get eaten up
instead of ripe cheese
premanently scowled
she drinks half her still water
flicking ashes on the floor
housewives go crazy
talking to toddlers all day
mine. now! no i won't!
subject does something
conjunctions prepositions
make things confusing
i guess that last one was after i'd consumed my fill of wine....
oo, and here's something from the bar again:
12/31/05
slug and lettuce..... again.
3 pm and proceeding directly to beer. bitter, that is. john smith's extra smooooooth. mmm. i just came in out of the cold wet to write some thank you cards. the cult of thank yous in this family- always doing whats Right drives me bored. i'm actually wondering whether my thank you cards are big enough- ah, such is the countryhouse conscience. ya, well, they can kiss my american ass.
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