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The other day when I was dreaming I was in Japan I wanted to make a quick trip out to China, you know, for the maximum effect of it. So I pulled out my trusty iPhone of course and used Google Maps. Typed in Japan as the start location. Typed in China as the end

So yesterday upon arriving I put all my stuff in a locker, went out to buy a keychain that attaches to me at all times due to a premonition, and promptly lost the key before I could attach the two. There is no spare of course. I’m beginning to twig there’s a theme here… it

This morning I woke up in Cristiano’s loft, packed my stuff again after a lovely week there, still stuffed from the handmade French crepe made by tres sexie “no, is not a pancake! Is a crepe.” Arturo last night, and joined my El Zopilote friends for a last game of cards while others peeled fresh

Oh oh oh this is such a lovely idea, I can hardly stand it!!! It just makes me feel so wriggly again. It makes me want to knit a scarf for a gangly tree nobody cares for, or macrame a rainbow across a bridge. I want to make things like this everywhere just for the

My current obsession. I play this song over and over. And over again. Haunting.