:: Tuesday, August 27, 2002 ::

"Sometimes I wish that I was the weather..." (John Mayer)

I love days like this, when thunderstorms let loose without consideration, when tomato soup can solve a world of ills, when fuzzy socks are comforting, and forgetting your umbrella gives you license to play.
Today is burgundy. Today is Jennifer Knapp. Today is curling up in a blanket. Today is lovely chaos.
Class calls; I'll update later, dizzy from John.

P.S. - Today you should use the phrase "By the pricking of my thumbs..." in everyday conversation.

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:: Bethany Bassett - 11:45 AM :: + ::