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2002-11-12 || 11:02 a.m. || i don't know what the song's called but it was by the fruit bats. || this song is reminding me of that one part in montana when kelly and michael went out in the blustery weather to buy a new tire for the buick. i was alone in the trailer taking a shower in the tiniest shower known to woman (head hitting the top of the windowvent, stooping down to get shampoo out of eyes) and making tea and puttering from one end of the trailer to the other, all the while with rain and wind and sun and rain blowing around outside. it was a nice heated shoebox. with a wee ghetto blaster playing nice montana songs. there were bones and animal parts on the dining room/kitchen/living room table. and polaroids. and kell's cowboy hat. hem. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |