I'm off to California on wednesday to stay with grandma in her santa cruz hippieville home. There's an endless amount of books on the Third Reich and capitalism, so I'll be busy. But really, when I booked this trip two months ago, it was because I was desperate to get away. Lately though, I have turned Crown Heights into my own little playground. I no longer need to leave, because I have everything I need right here. Friends to misbehave with. new acquaintances to have adventures with. an empty fridge with nothing but white wine. an empty freezer with nothing but vodka. and cupboards with truly nothing in them. I don't need food. I have a different kind of sustenance. I am running without guilt. It is gone. I can't decide if I am truly living, or slowly dying. Whatever it is, I can do it in Crown Heights as easily as California. Bon voyage kinderloch. I'll work on my tan and enjoy other greeneries northern California has to offer.
Have a safe trip Auntie Mims.
ReplyDeleteYOU'RE side is empty. I have chocolate soymilk and eggs. Safe trip pretty princess and don't forget to come back.
ReplyDeleteliving scruplelessly, aren't you?
ReplyDeletele7-have a safe marriage
ReplyDeletesarahbonne- IF I come back, i'm drinking your soy milk.
e- yes, trying. aren't you? do you want to live scruplelessly alongside me? we can blow something up.
Mims+e sitting in a tree, K I S...
ReplyDeleteHow about E and Mims sitting in a tree D-I-S-C-U-S-S-I-N-G
ReplyDeleteFirst comes blogging, then comes discussion...
ReplyDeleteoh man. don't go there. e is probably turning a desperate shade of blue somewhere.
ReplyDeleteMims, if you hear me laughing this is why...
ReplyDeleteif you hear me laughing in california, that is why!
ReplyDeletehave fun in my homeland!