it's been raining non-stop here since yesterday evening. not constant but only letting up for fifteen minutes or so. and with it has come the slanting rain and the noise. what a kerfuffle to see all the little skantily clad girls running from the wet.
so i've been putting in some serious reading time (my friend kaitlin recomended middlemarch cause she thought it might take me a significant while) and i have discovered that george eliot (alias mary ann evans) was totally a cougar. she married john walter cross when she was 60 and he was 40. way to go!
i had to sleep on my hands last night to keep from scratching my bug bites in my sleep and i drempt of fanta, dancing and singing. i wonder what that means?
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