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[missaline]

the sun has touched the mornings with little blue fingers; in turn, the mornings reach out to me and alight with a spring. trees are once again autumn colours. colours!the mountains have just a frosting of sugar snow. “february is the coldest month”, the eliot-inspired harbingers whispered. they lied

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[nicolasix]

my morning was like this too. although all has since turned to grey and sleet.

a glassmaker friend?! what a wonderful profession. xx.

[missaline]

isn't it? if you ever stumble across a book called 'the breakaway japanese kitchen', her stuff is used in that. the food in it looks yummy too.hope your bday was the quiet success you were hoping for xx

[anonymous]

i wish i could see a bit of your sado.

but that's what I'm reading here isn't it. anyway, please update often.

there are some people that there is no being polite to. today some guy who works at a coffee shop said 'you don't know who tom petty is,' and later i realized i'd given the worst of my fuckrightoff looks. you did the correct thing, although if i were english i would feel inclined to explain myself... ;)

the weather here has been awful. no snow, much biting wind. like a baffin island summer. always winter, never christmas.

[terresapart]

sorry, i'm responsible for that last one.

[missaline]

of course. this winter has confirmed my suspicions that i am not designed for coldness. I listened to your frozen eyelash stories and felt jealous; but i don't like cold winters. my circulation is too bad.

I will try and be better with my updates, sir. you are a very most welcome addition to lj, and often make me smile or click even if i don't say so.

[robbersdottir]

hi polly!

i love your writing so much, i know i say this a lot, but it just a certain something in your writing strikes such a deep chord in me (remind me of me?)

i will stop being a bad LJ friend, and get things together to send to your address. Is it still the one you emailed me a while ago? When do you move?

xxxx