I rode on a pretty big pressurized airplane, with my mouth open and wide, to new york, my soul flirting with the rest of them.
I am blogging because I am tired. When my friend wakes up, and wakes my soul again, this time in safety, not the safety I bought this morning from the clerk at the airport, because a month ago spirit airlines "wanted to know more from me" and declined my card. Maybe they wanted to know my credit? which I don't have yet. When i do it will look bad. Will my credit own my body or my embodiment? who cares. soon I'll take a nap:-) and take myself to the river tonight.
Erin and I went to dante's pizza (i think I should make shirts that say 'talk dante to me'). We removed the lid on this parmesoni cheese, opening the cage door for this fly. It didn't leave, and why would it? Its eating cheese. What more does it need?
















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