was talking to sister. it...
was talking to sister. it went like this.
me: ...and so i read the word as "elationship" rather than "relationship." i have had a few elationships.
sister: no. what you've had are frustrationships.
me: touche.
anyway. it is a lovely night. very warm. i am wearing some ambrette sister bought one day when we were at church street apothecary. i keep putting my nose to my wrist. there's a mosquito buzzing around me because i've left the window open. i'm going to search the interwebs for a suitable cloche to house my nepenthes.
i am going to northern climes for a day and then a week later going again to visit friends. i will be in and out of here. consider yourself notified. i now direct your attention to the sign in the window. feel free to leave macarons on my stoop in my absence. they will be eaten upon my return.
adieu.
ps-
sister informed me that a man who normally sits quietly and covertly listening to our conversations at black horse coffee told her that we sound like the gilmore girls. to which i said "what is a gilmore girls?" i don't know if it was a compliment or an insult. i suppose i shall never know. oh wonderful mystery of life.
