Saturday Night Housewarming Picnic
I boil this down to separating
after five hundred or so. With
swagger. Cute, but there’s
no need for the comma (
correspondence disintegration).
Whilst I coffee my diary with
Joey & pals, calm productive
into tears (hyphen). Or years.
Thirty minutes of french fries
over laundry. So every 500
I calm myself. I read tons of
Anselm Hollo. Beautiful stuff
for a perfect movie. This wk’s
agenda: invite ~75 people. Oops.
Saturday night housewarming picnic.
