The Monsoon Has Left the Building
I realized again last night how much I hate England.
My bed, it seems, was beginning to feel like a dog’s wet nose. 'Tis the rain. And England, unfortunately, often feels like a dog’s wet nose.
New York is bright and dry today. This world is one iota more comfortable.
~
Vivienne Westwood seemed to have psychically killed a German dog. See Miss Adventure’s adventures [La Dotta, etc.], and no fears—she left the maggots out of her story this time.
posted by TK @ 15:44
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1 Comments:
that's the trouble with you crack-addicted squirrels. you've got a pessimistic view of the world, not to mention comment ADD.
nice try, v. that was a sorry attempt to inject cynicism into my upwardly mobile post.
BUT IT WON'T WORK.
(today, at least.)
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