Just made my first online purchase (school book and "Walden 2", which I appear to have lost.) Nerve-wracking, sort of... kept being afraid I'd mess up and spread my Dad's Platinum Card info all over the 'net....
Remembering some dreams I had last night... one in which my mom was asking if I was lesbian yet, or something... one in which I had a brand new baby son, who nevertheless looked about 2... white-blond, smily, fair.... I haven't had many kid-dreams, maybe 3 or 4 that I can remember, but they always involve a child who's platinum blond. Like I was, when I was a kid- maybe that's part of being a kid, to me? Or rather, being a kid and being identifiable with me? Mehn.
Sorry to everyone who banner-clicked and is now getting seriously below-grade content- it's the boyfriend's and my 18-month anniversary today, and my mind's on other, much more energetic things.... ;)
Readin' "World of Wonderss" (Robertson Davies)
Listenin' to the damn trickly fountain my Dad set up!
Thinkin' about R's.... cheesecake.... R's.....
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