2011-02-21 - 4:24 p.m.
always your sunsets
why not pity myself? it's not like i'd let anyone else pity me.
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reading: wizard of the crow, by by ngugi wa thiong'o.
listening to: zopilote machine, the mountain goats.
working on: knitting tiny things. it's a sickness.
in the garden: it's irises all over, like blue flames on a gas range.