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last night i dreamt that nishygirl wrote an amazing poem about women disappearing in mexico

thank you.

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at the new job trying to get a handle on the enormity or actual size of the work ahead - today i will be successful.dammit.

starting the job in such a scattered way has thrown me off so much. some of my notes i just realized are still at home... curses

but the great fucking great news is that i feel better today than i have in weeks moodwise.

full of love and hope

tomorrow (if i get paid) i am buying bullets and butterflies from modern times after the radio show - so incredibly happy making

and today i am going to the k chronicles thingy at elbo room with sean yay sean. manhattans will be drunk (san franciscans may too - ha ha ha)

brrr

i am freezing in my office
i will never wear a skirt again to this room
i am dying
cannot focus due to having had goosebumps on my legs for seven hours str8

GRRRRRRR

hands

i am fascinated by hands right now
i want photographs of all of my friends hands
and maybe eyes
not the whole face
just eyes

eyes and hands
yup
i want to stare all day
that's rude though
so i want a picture
as they say
it will last longer