more experimental. Today, everytime
I stand (I am usually sitting), I get the
feeling I’m going to pass out. Not your
average pass-out feeling. And as we
learned on Friday night, I have never once
passed out. So I drink lots of liquids and
have the leftover wonton soup from last
night while reading Oh my chin-chin china
chow dog for graceless dinner bong hoop
(James Schuyler) [roll eyes] and send
sanka card. I’m so lunky and happy.
