pleasures of minds meeting on battlefields extacy of treaties mapped out in bed...– Lololololol Missed Connections, I could read you all day
My best friend at the time named my first relationship the SS Not Waving But Drowning. Yeah, we named the ship. How nerdy is that? At least we were literate about it. Well, she was. You’re either dipping your toe or you’re drowning. If there were a drowning metaphor scale, I would be 40% down (60% up).
Facebook in one picture. The link on my browser’s toolbar still points to thefacebook.com. How old school.
Highlight of the day: finding a wet dollar bill in the washing machine after washing my seriously manky sofa covers. Edit: Found two more dolla dolla billz in the dryer. Score.
Head Bitch In Control
Reading about the Empress Cixi. From “Two Years in the Forbidden City” by Der Ling: After this Her Majesty took me into another room and showed me where her jewels were kept. This room was covered with shelves on three sides of the room from top to bottom, on which were placed piles of ebony boxes all containing jewels … “There are about three thousand boxes in this...
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