the human beings.

kaitlin and i were home at the same time, so we burned down our apartment to celebrate. alex can play the first level of super mario brothers without watching the screen. he cannot quite play the first level of super mario brothers without watching the screen while reading the canterbury tales in middle english, but i admire him for trying. friends are lovely creatures. some of them give gifts that glow in the dark, and some make mix tapes, and some draw pictures, and some make wire hanger jokes on stage, and some of them read things borges wrote about tigers to me. i'm terribly fond of all of them. thanks for redeeming the human race, ladies.

like marie antoinnette.

i'll be brief:

today i saw a girl wearing a blazer and a green skirt. the leaf pattern on this skirt matched that on her black stockings exactly. she was not wearing mary janes, but i shall pretend.

i could also have said something else. thankfully, someone has already taken care of it.