Busy reading E.B. White's Here is New York, drinking loads of coffee, casting dehydrated pears in aqua resin, writing papers on Ersatz Nostalgia and the 1893 Chicago World's Fair and looking forward to summer (but only until the 15th comes when I then have to look for a job... money is silly. whatever happened to the barter system?)...
All I want to do is curl up in bed. and then fly to Fiji and sleep on the beach under the stars...
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