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[heyvalentine]

yesterday i was over on milwaukee putting up posters at reckless records (and quimby's. and like, the street...) and there was this trailer-thing with glass sides, and near the top was a big banner that said "only in mexico!" or something. it was full of sand, and lit up to look all sunny and junk, and there was a beach chair and towels and an

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don't mean maybe

[farmies]

here is the comment i wrote last night on an actual piece of paper in real life after i got home from the internet cafe because i didn't have time to type it:
the most gratifying livejournal day EVER despite me lacking the precious seconds to reply in kind.
re: how we are actually the same person, i had a moment last week where i was possessed by an elliott-smith surreal life-on-display feeling too.
seeing my name in print gives me a jolt, how strange and crazy it is to have it confirmed that i'm the one you're talking about.
et omg (omd?) comme je t'aime, pas comme les hommes dans la rue qui veulent me faire croire qu'on peut aimer vraiment dans une seule coup d'oeil. je t'aime comme tu es partout (tous les polaroids et chansons et chats et toutes les choses que j'adore dans le monde). il reste deux semaines seulement et je ne peut penser qu'à toi.

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[heyvalentine]

livejournal has rendered paper and pen obsolete. come on, we both read the same article. we know this. pffft. paper.

kidding. paper is the 33 rpm vinyl of corrospondence.

french kicks my ass thouroughly. however, some words i recognize are "je t'aime", "vraiment", "et", "chansons", "j'adore", "le monde", "toi", and "dans" i think. "polaroids", duh. also "aimer" because of vulgaires machins, but i don't know what that one means, so it doesn't count. but like...if you think i won't figure out what you said just because i totally don't speak the language, then you are WRONG! hahaha language. take THAT, dr. chrucky!