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28 February 2006

california kills me.

in a motel in montreal last night, i dreamt i met a friend's baby and i wept and wept. my friend had black and white hair and her baby was the most beautiful baby i'd ever seen. she had her son the day i got to california but i never got to meet him. a headwind followed us out of california and we arrived home late. i have 6 rolls of film to process. please keep up with me.


Blogger the library girl said...

i'm glad you are back home.
you have been missed.
some of us are having a girl's night this weekend.
join us!

01 March, 2006 13:56  
Blogger katherine said...


02 March, 2006 14:05  
Blogger .francesca said...

for about 8 hours, yeah. airport motel.

02 March, 2006 15:34  
Blogger katherine said...

oh booooo. i wish i had gotten to see you.

how was the airport hotel, besides the sad dream?

02 March, 2006 21:16  
Blogger .francesca said...

the dream wasn't sad, it was really happy - i think i cried because of the baby's inhuman beauty or something. the motel was good, we ordered dominos and watched much music. i hope i can come to montreal again soon!

02 March, 2006 22:22  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i wish we knew each other in real life.

but since the internet is our only shlong distance option;

what's your shemale address?

mine's tomkoz@gmail, y no tengo acounto de blogger, por lo tanto emaila mi

or however you make the imperative out of whatever the spanish for "to email" is.. i assumed emailar

oh yeah, this is tom koz, i'm from canada, we have "known" each other for years.

06 March, 2006 13:18  

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