Thursday, April 14, 2011

dreary london

I hope your birthday was pure magic.

I might have a job as a cocktail waitress in Soho.  Temporary fix for my ever-dwindling funds.  There is a live Cuban band every night.  I refuse to be sucked back into the vampiric lifestyle of working nights, however -- this is a TEMPORARY FIX.

Last night I had a dream that was very much inspired by your birthday donuts.  I met you in a candy/pastry store and you were talking about your birthday party but I wasn't invited :(  Subconscious anxiety dream.  Then I started eating donuts.  Extreme fatty that I am becoming.  Yesterday I ate so much Easter chocolate it makes me hate myself.
I don't even know when Easter is, anyway.

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