File Dusty Miller under a plant I used to hate, but now love. Oh, how I love! This plant was at my sister's front stoop just taking in the sunshine like it was made for it (hmmm).
I'm book hungry. I finished Lit last night and then I picked up Kathy Griffin's memoir, but I couldn't transition to her comedy and shit, it's due tomorrow anyway. I'm waiting for several books, namely Perfection (the one I lost and never found). Can book hunger manifest into a horrible punched-in-the-guts stomach ache? I think the truth is: I ate something foul.
3 comments:
ooo, "foul". what a terrible noxious word! i got a bad feeling in my gut when i read that. hope you're feeling better!
I want a whole silver garden. I think it would be magical.
you are on to something!
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