cimorene

sometimes there's something so nice about talking on the phone to someone you love. a disembodied voice belonging to someone special is just--hypnotic. which is not to say i don't pay attention. i've never met anyone as funny as holls before, and i love her to pieces.

ninglor is visiting the last weekend in september, and we'll have to find time for fun stuff. i'm going to try to twist her arm into contra dancing--it's my mission to convert the world. i've already convinced

mcee, but i'm not sure she'll still try it if i'm not there to dance with. the girl/girl swinging, with the cross-braced arms and one hand up over your head, though--i'm not kidding, it's like fucking flying, it's the BEST.

now i go to bed, after i steal some more nutter butter bites from the kitchen.

why is campbell's soup SO much better than the cafeteria's chicken soup?