I have a lovely new Bob Dylan CD, but I haven't yet ripped it to listen. Odd, that.

[napoleonherself]

"Size 6: The Western Women’s Harem"

She's got a good point. You can look like whatever you want under that veil. But here in the oh-so-glorious Western World... don't deviate. Just don't. And teach your daughters well: the world has only so much space allotted for you, and it is a cell you must inhabit all your life. Shrink yourself small and weak enough and perhaps you'll have room to breathe.

I'm thirsty. Perhaps I should do something about that.

(Oh, and did I mention that we're officially moving soon? We're officially moving soon. To the west side of Indy. Sorry, nidoking.)

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[nidoking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. It's not the end of a friendship any more than the Terre Haute/Bloomington gap has been. It just seems like every time I discover that a friend lives in Bloomington, we get together once and then they decide to move away. I guess that's based on only two data points, though.