Tuesday, February 19, 2008

"Love doesn't just sit there like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new."




this weekend i will always remember, for so many different things:


t&d's fine dining establishment, a joke never to be forgotten (we make sure of this by repeating it every five to ten minutes)

the majestic airbed

jackie's bursts of laughter, so contagious even strangers smile

the nice indian man with an indian donkey

chinatown... chinatown.

eurasian babies

maxamillian

friendships rising like dough; remade and reformed.... perfect.
 
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