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masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
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Thursday, January 17, 2002
Kirsten met me for lunch today. She looked very nice. Like small, young Japanese women, Kirsten can dress like Cyndi Lauper circa 1983, or like Bjork circa anytime, or like Betsey Johnson on crack (redundant?), and get away with it. Funky looks good on her. Very good.

Small people can dress however they like, I suppose?

Whereas I have to wear circus tents and old potato sacks with the seams let out. Soon it will have to be muumuus and caftans for me.

She was wearing this skinny red leather studded belt that Erica gave her because it was too small for her. Can you imagine? Too small for Erica!

If the creature is limping, the parts are in place
with a mind of its own and a fist for a fa-a-a-a-a-ace...


Hey! Time to go home! Yay!!