Kenneth bought me and Edie a little Music Box diaphragm. This one plays "La Vie en Rose". It played in my head all day so that I wouldn't be sad for all the beautiful aspects of Portland we left behind.
There are windchimes somewhere outside the house, and gosh if that isn't a soul-stirring sound.
People are friendly here, they're just also more fashionable.
We passed a Plastic Surgery center on the way home, and Flynt Publishing offices. Talk about your one-stop shop.
And advertising everywhere. EVERYWHERE. EVERYWHERE! EVERYWHERE!
I feel a sudden burning neeeeeeeeeeed to go watch the new High School Musical movie.
But not really.
But really?
How big does your damn poster need to be?
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2 comments:
hmmm...i didn't know diaphragms came in music box style, but good job on the birth control! :)
:) i'm a good learner, brah.
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