dear god,
i know i haven't been particularly amiable with the southern baptist-bashing and the strenuous argument in favor of evolution and the eye-rolling when the other unitarian universalists want to hold hands and talk about spirituality, the Definite Existence of Something, or the Voice of God Inside Us All. however, according to the christian mythology you should be interested in getting new converts regardless because of, you know, wanting to always forgive everyone (except for all the people in the old testament who you basically screwed over). at any rate, my point:
if you've any desire to prove your existence all of a sudden, i'd like a new kind of rule. no cuteness while i'm gone. just arrange it so that i'm always awake to experience cuteness first-hand, and don't have to wake up later and pout horribly and get distracted from the page of writing that i still have to do and we'll be all good. also i have this problem with the atlantic ocean, but you can't expect too much at once. i'm not an unreasonable girl.
love,
la cimorene
--and on another note i dreamed that
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kwirbx had bought like four digital cameras and we were taking a bus to japan along with a lot of other people, like
fuschia and
fayemeadows for example, and i kept stealing the smallest and coolest of them to take pictures with. then i'd stuff it back in his backpack, but of course, not first
erasing the pictures, which made it, you know, pretty easy for him to figure out that someone else had used it. although i think in real life instead of actually addressing the issue he'd've said something like, 'hm. a picture of the back of my own head! i don't remember taking this. it's so strange the things you'll do under the influence of cheesecake, not that i have any.'
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