last night, walking north on university ave. at around quarter to eleven, lightning lit up the sky ahead of me and i wished that i had a tent to pitch on our roof so that i could sleep there for the night. adventures! it is probably best that i didn't, though, because i don't know how well a cheifly vinyl structure would hold up throughout the ( Read more... )

my eyes don't want to work any longer. i have read all i can read for one night. henry james can wait. i have always been patient with him, it is time for a little bit of reciprocation. and by that i mean ( Read more... )