nothing is ever clean anymore
and the light-switch plate doesn't seem to match anything else, and it is upside down.
virginia woolf is my new favourite, matilda is my old one.
i'm looking for a lame turban, have you seen one?
i will have to improvise and use paper towels and hair dye.
dye. die. lie. like...
children's belts are good for something, and it isn't keeping up pants.
colour co-ordinate all the hangers in your closet. your life will improve, i promise, i know from experience.
close your door if you have one. its over.
you can leave now, if you didn't already want to.
Monday, October 13, 2008
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