the time is defined by the event, rather than the other way around. the defining portion of the events have often been food. last night was wine and chocolate covered strawberries, now is orange chicken and underdone rice. later is salad with raspberries and walnuts and maybe some leftover gluten free bread if i play my cards right.





i feel like shit like this shouldnt make me as giggly inside as it does. also, blogger crops things funny.

fuck you, lisa frank.