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My brother once referred to me as "chinless" and an actor in my theater make-up class once told me I had no lips. Well, fuck 'em, I'm not too bad for 48 and change. D gave me lovely, iconic earrings to go with my lovely, iconic necklace, today. Put out more prayer flags (as effective as any other prayers, I'm sure. Which is to say, great for filling in the gaps of what can't be done by effort.) Made it to the local, historic, mall (used to be trolley terminus) for their re-opening. Which is to say, support for the few stores that have managed to hang on through all the construction and financial doldrums. Pretty sad, all in all, but we will watch for the fireworks (!) this evening.
Hot winds blowing across the desert, which should be followed by rain and coolness.
Made D laugh by saying I would "ensmallify" the chicken in preparation for cooking. My purpose in life, to make him laugh. And make Moby feel safe and loved.
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5 comments:
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You can have one of my chins.
I like the earrings.
I would like the other one of Lucy's chins please, not that I remember her having any spare ones...
Now I like a man who understands the importance of jewelry...
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Rosie,
Oh, he doesn't. He just knows I like earrings. And he has very good taste.
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