After returning from my country house yesterday, eating dinner at my dad's new place, after spewing my guts out from the cream in the vegetable mash (lactose intolerant) I ran over James' and we had some shots and Danish lager, it was merry. But I skyped with his Puritan friends over in Champaign, Illinois, what recluses! They're silly for calling a man with a scarf (dressed really quite ska-like) a woman! And they asked why I wasn't in the kitchen "why isn't the woman in the kitchen when you guys are hungry?"
They weren't kidding.
Now I'm off to meet my good freind Regina in Town, o lala!
Regina and I in New York last year catching Asobi Seksu, rummaging through Williamsburg Arts & Crafts Fair, hunting rarities in Record Stores in Downtown Manhattan, clubbing in Greenpoint, chilling at our place in Williamsburg:
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