Thursday, January 12, 2006

looking for the revised edition of a certain style manual. phone calls were made. nobody knew what to make of my requests. we were speaking a common language. i thought.

daisy pulling. they need a food critic. i can give them anonymous. but that dusty resume. wellidy.

48 hours of the pretenders performing back on the chain gang. i love that flippin' song. listen to me sing. like chrissie hynde minus penchant for sexy leathern pants. and sans sexy voice. so...yeah...not at all.

18 mails from belle and sebastian list. two would have been sufficient. though the heading was exciting. especially en masse.

tomorrow evening we'll be swept away. timeless wonder of the english countryside or something. the chronic what!? cles of narnia. i always imagined the turkish delight looking like congealed gravy with fruity-hued overtones. or on a good day like aplets & cotlets. now if that isn't a budding gourmet.

another key jumps the ring. i'm beginning to list.

new times. new times. please. i need a new pair of shoes.

playing: seeing other people-- belle and sebastian. must incline the trend away from pretenders. yes.

2 Comments:

Blogger Allolex said...

Hmm. Love the Pretenders! Chrissi Hynde and traditions of Americans in London...

1:41 PM  
Blogger dishpantheism said...

he lives! great to hear from you!

yes. chrissi is stellar. traditions of americans in london also interesting. although, i haven't any firsthand experience of the city. you'll have to keep me posted. :)

2:42 PM  

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