I had a dream about you before the phone rudely woke me up. We were at your house, but the details are getting fuzzy. You were doing laundry and I was looking at Diane or Lisa's extensive collection of 80s exercise videos on VHS and betas. I wish I could remember more.
Sleep!! I hope to get to talk to you later! And give me your e-mail sometime because I have something I want to send you.
I listened to an old episode (#165) of This American Life the other day, and in the first act, David Sedaris gives Ira Glass a tour of his favorite places in Europe. And it reminded me a lot of you, in Japan, especially the part where he takes Ira to the medical supply store; or the part where he takes Ira to the store where he buys a stuffed bird. This is a very low content message. Let me connect it to your post. You're writing a thesis, a thesis! School! Well, today I walked to the bookstore and bought a book. I'm even thinking of reading it.
Oh, by the way, you owe me an e-mail. Like a year ago. This is me weeping. MY TEARS ARE LIKE FIRE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE.
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Date: 2006-09-15 03:36 pm (UTC)Sleep!! I hope to get to talk to you later! And give me your e-mail sometime because I have something I want to send you.
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Date: 2006-09-15 03:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-17 05:30 am (UTC)Oh, by the way, you owe me an e-mail. Like a year ago. This is me weeping. MY TEARS ARE LIKE FIRE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE.
Out!