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You never write about me anymore. I miss you.

Who are ewwww? 

so many forest

I’m making a film this weekend. 

Leaving my boots.

You’ll see.

lather rinse repeat

Sitting on a porch in a city, I find myself always.

Ditching the party in favour of British spellings and introspective ways.

Designating my own retrospective -a night spent viewing streetlight through trees.

Same person, different allergies.

I sneeze to feel well, fighting a sickness that is unrest.

Doctors, Lawyers, Lovers fighting for second.

Home run.

Run home.

Even if it’s just a feeling, I’m feeling it.

SAT ER DAZE

I have them free as of JULY 1st.  Celebrate my Independence with me!

yes sir dae

The man I purchased my 2nd enlarger from yesterday (the first was free) showed me a photo proof.  Guess what?  It was of Miranda July.  Small world.  

My friend in NY saw her at a coffee shop.

If I ever met her I think we’d dislike each other.

She’s good from far away, but getting closer-i’m worried :)

http://www.theonion.com/articles/miranda-july-called-before-congress-to-explain-exa,27104/

Total turn on…

R is singing tonight. 

So excited!

I can hear him practicing in the shower right now.