>she’s writing, she’s writing, she’s writing a novel. she’s writing, she’s weaving, conceiving a plot. it quickens, it thickens. you can’t put it down now. it takes you, it shakes you, it makes you lose your thought.
>greetings. today marks the commencement of my role as fledgling bostonian. since yesterday was my last day of work (i love you, ibm!), and the remotest semblance of school (or a free meal) does not start in a week, i have seven blissful days in which to frolic, focus, and frame my precious time here … Continue reading
>excuse me, sir… the figs over here… is there any difference between the black ones and green ones? nup, naw. ‘eyre the same… a fig is jus’ a fig! so it is, indeed.
>bon anniversaire � moi. yes, today, yours truly renounced her teenage years and gracefully entered her 20’s. precisely one score ago i was still in my mommy’s tummy, tumbling about and swimming in a pink womb. now, i am a pre-yuppie, a university naivet�e who loves browsing the ikea catalog and shopping at diesel. i … Continue reading
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