Thursday February 7 2013

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James and I are browsing through photos on www.ffffound.com. One picture in particular strikes us as humorous: an image of a swan sticking his beak in between a beautiful busty woman’s legs. It’s supposed to be a GIF but the action sequence is slow on purpose. The woman turns her head with a gasp in the second movement, then turns completely around and we can see she’s half naked. Maybe it’s supposed to be a reference to the Greek mythological story, Leda and the Swan. At this point I realize that James and I have been sitting in a basketball gymnasium. We hear commotion across the court. Our Russian friends are up to something in the hallway. They keep appearing in the doorway with smiles on their faces.  

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Waking up around 1:30 p.m.


Strawberry Toaster Pastries. Orange Juice.


Sifting through blog entries, compiling a Best Of.


Errands: Post office. Thrift store. Trader Joe’s.


Egg Sandwich with Mayonnaise and Tomato. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Green Tea.

Watching Suicide Kings (1997).


Leslie comes over. It’s always good to spend time with her. Our conversations are exciting and humorous. Relaying stories from the past week. She pulls out my small collection of comic books out and we entertain ourselves with the old advertisements. Browsing through all my t-shirts on hangers in the closet she comments, “All of this is hilarious.” She finds the red one with a googly-eyed snail sewn on it.

Me: “Yeah I thought you’d like that one. You wanna borrow it?”

Leslie: “Maybe.”




Darren walks in after getting off a China Wok shift. He sums up some of his experiences including a girl customer that wowed him, “But dude, okay. 1270 Sir George Circle...”

Me: “Okay, yeah?”

Darren: “Probably one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. And...”

Me: “[Heh-heh-heh] And?”

Darren: “Well she was wearing a wedding ring so I couldn’t say anything to her.”

Leslie: “You could’ve said something!”

Darren: “Yeah, Hi. I hope your gigantic Rottweiler that belongs to your probably massive husband doesn’t overhear me say ‘I’d love to put it in you!’”

[Ha-ha-ha]

Leslie: “Well maybe you shouldn’t have said that but you could’ve said something to the effect of, Wow! You’re really beautiful.”

Me: “Yeah you could be innocent about compliments.”

Darren: “Yeah. Whatever.”  


Vegetarian Chili with a hefty Salad and a Croissant. 

Finishing Suicide Kings (1997).


Chatting with Becca over the phone. Catching up on comings and goings in Blacksburg. James and I are planning to visit her very soon.


Dark Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups. Milk.


Sleep 5 a.m.


[i] The Swan. Photographs of Old America (Circa 1932).

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