flim//ballad
March 1, 2005: BLIND DAYS BEGIN
The ballad of Charlotte Wells and Chris Piuma
part four
emaux. they might be giants.) That's my
argument. i played ummmmm actual size this lead
(see where I'm going?) to drag queens and how
there's more ethan I would want to. Sooooooo. . .
yeah, it's kind of eclectic, but wanted john badly,
allegedly (and, i mean, come on! who
wouldn't?))... Every day when they came hulme
from wirk, they would sing a song-- longer in high
school, but wow, it would sure be nice if it just
happened Let me gather myself. So Friday was A
Big Day. Christopher Street. So we walked down
7th Ave, when on the block past the hospital I
realized Matt was half a block ahead of us. Other
Matt. Old Matt. rapture!" Thanks but no tanks. I
haven't read Lolita, but I did see the movie with
Peter Sellers of all scared yet attracted and
repulsed simultaneously. . . . pain in the ass. But I
will be there and then until like the 20th or It shall
all work out, deliciously. Um.. I'm not sure what
you are referring to.. But that beautiful man movie
by Disney and it is truly one of my favorites! I love
it. . . Although I imagine there's more than one
interpretation. But it's still can't figure out all
what's going on.. Hm, so did my brother.. He will
purchase anything by Disney whereas I anything
for me! Oh well. And odd things are going down
around here. I ross someone! Find that supreme
hairdo and let yourself go! La la. Oh, no-- that's
not quite my problem. I just have nothing to say. I
mean, think this is Matt's fault, though. I assume
it's an end-of-the-semester thing.
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