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2002-05-24 || 9:24 a.m. || tra la la. || i realize i am a very lucky girl living this nice teevee miniseries life. watching a cat documentary with a moody meow heaped on my back, pointing at the screen and saying 'but lookit! that one looks just like you!'. bustling about my street: middle eastern deli dive bar movie house laundromat yuppie restaurant beer pub pie store. bringing take-out to a birthday boy and his fellow. watching movies from 1965 and screaming to pause the scenes with the dance hall so that we can learn the moves. setting faraway dogs barking for all our giggling in the backyard. kissing them on the tops of their heads good night. singing paul anka alone in the car at night, windows down. getting home to talk to the cat as i wash my face with old lady soap and she plunks everything off the edge of the tub. looking at stars out the window by my bed. listening for the last bart train and the late night amtrak train. dreaming. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |