Oh, Sylvia, when I heard your German accent.
I can't get Jens Lekman out of my head. He is a wacky Swede with with wonderful lyrics and big band croon. My house smells like Swiffer cleanliness, and hmmm...I am in desire of a lot of things, but content, too. Feeling good, in a bit of a blue-orange reprieve from cravings, and the weather is beautiful today, just this side of rain. Helped my dad get his book proposal out to NYC, and am pleased with that. I hope it becomes a movie and a video game. Who wouldn't want to see a movie about the religious right? The video game would be violent, and there would be lots of hairspray. Time for a meeting.
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ama, i have read the entire page over and gotten over the oh!i've found her again, enough to really feel the words and cadence and mood...all leading me to miss you anew. we were cut off and i would like to stay together, linked to the present..can we? this is my email address. i love you. heather
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