steaming a little laughing a little irish prose and romantics poetry a little; responses to good tunes lace and shadow spaces; loves to scribble on butter paper; magic tool: good black ink pens
Friday, November 11, 2005
++ so anyways i met with the trumpeter today and we had quality japanese food and a lounging time at our regular hangout at coffee bean at paragon's corner, and he got me my dosage of uk vogue and i got him a chet baker cd to add to his collection of cds and to listen to whilst studying. and so, how do people get bored of each other so quickly? we have been talking for five years and there is never enough time to finish what we want to say and there are never things to run out of to say. i bought ee jie a belated birthday gift, a book of pablo neruda's poetry withe one of my favourite lines inside "tonight i can write the saddest lines". and so, now i must be disciplined and rid me of the lethargy. a little running and thrashing through the waters tomorrow will do me good. ++
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