the sky monday was partly cloudy. i have* since lost all faith in my ability to articulate things so that's as far as i dare go. some stuff in the sky however did get called my "grey, personal rainbow" by persons more poetic than me. because i'm a little(yellowishgreenish)grey. not argyric!but it's usually there when i look in the mirror.
i like reading about food i can't bring myself to eat. i remember (this before the internet) staring at a picture of a slice of lemon flan (garnished with cranberries) for at least ten minutes; it was the prettiest most sophisticated looking thing i'd ever seen. now i can say i've tasted it and it was absolutely revolting** and i still don't get how people can eat eggs and look at me like i'm the weird one.
the only novel i've ever bought from a bookstore the way people normally buy fiction just won his author a shitload of money! (was quite pretty too.) this makes me so happy you'd think i wrote it.
in-a-pickle/self-preservation punning contest. go.
*if i hadn't i'd also talk about how i watched the (thinkof whereweare inthesolarsystem) lunar eclipse (and the planes, don't forget the planes) on the beach listening to medsud~ for the first 2.5 times because i'm a genius and i always pick the right occasion.
**like thousands of esl students who had the same textbook, i still think this is a frequently used adjective. like, great, okay, bad, absolutely revolting.
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