the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
11:46 a.m. + 2003-09-29 = det har blivit hoest.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
oh it is fall, most definitely. the trees have started to turn, although a bit early for southern minnesota. and tonight we shall have frost. (thank god, the fly and bee populations have been out of control and it's too taxing to exterminate them one by one.) my hair has blackened with the retreat of the sun and curbing of outdoor frolick. and once again i'm skipping classes to write a 6page essay for my monday night class. it is last year, only misplaced and premature. i like how fall in minnesota feels like mid-spring in uppland and vaestmansland/dalarna. all that is missing is a light layer of heavy-snow, clean and melting away.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
