last night p-funk tore it up at hartwood acres. it was a beautiful thing.
a tail aint nothin' but a long booty
a booty aint nothin' but a butt
back and rested from the weekend in the woods. friday was spent sea kayaking on the savage river: chill blue waters, butterflies spiraling in frantic clouds near the shoreline, hawks swirling high above shadowy green mountains, wide-eyed wide-eared deer walking cautiously toward us on a steep rocky trail leading to a wooded lunch overlook. there was much hiking in dappled forests scented moist and green. and there were several opportunites to pee outside, a sure sign that summer has officially begun.
my wedding shower is in less than two weeks. feel free to send us a present or three.
this morning fifth avenue was closed off due to two duffel bags - reportedly containing a bomb - that were left in front of fifth avenue place, directly across the street from my own place of business. some days it's better just to stay in bed.
i'm reading this right now and it's quite good. getting my hair cut tonight; i was trying to grow it long with some outmoded idea that one should wed with long flowing tresses. however, i'm a short hair kind of girl, and i can't take the scruff on the back of my neck any longer. what do you think i should get done? let me know.
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