"Oh yeah? Well you're eating bambi's mom!"
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"........."
"Um, no I'm not..."
(hey patrickt. I got your email but the world wide web is fucked. I made it just fine, mister rushy rush. heart you.)
Dear rest of the world,
The state of New York is filled with little provincial towns with big old victorian houses that I pretty much want to eat whole. I took a train from NY NY to Poughkeepsie NY this morning, and now it's lightly snowing over the leafless trees. Somehow, I've been able to make it snow within a few moments of my arrival nearly everwhere I've gone. I'm an ice queen. I get the joke already, weather, and I didn't bring appropriate clothes for this. My ass is cold, yo.
I've also been asked about religion almost immediately upon arrival everywhere too. I think I've got the shorthand explainations for cynics pretty much under control at this point.
In other news, I've been thinking that I might eventually want to go to fancy school, but I'm sure fucking glad I never lived in this kind of community. Fun for visiting, but not for living. I'm too easily annoyed. (and I'm not that easily annoyed.)
Why doesnt the west coast have trains that just go across the state every mornin like it's no big deal? West coast needs to stop sucking like that, pronto.
love you.
sonya
Posted by Sonya at April 1, 2003 02:54 PMWest Coast= Big. Large spaces of nothin. Hence the lack of rail.
East Coast= Small, or rather tightly spaced, lack of large open spaces. And that's right I ain't eatin no bambi's mom. HAH. It's great that I'm always right.
I still remember fondly one romantic meal at Chez Henri in Cambridge, MA, where I disposed of Bambi AND Thumper in one wonderful dinner. It was like a tasty cartoon holocaust.
Posted by: yukino at April 2, 2003 10:51 PMwine with woodland friends = merlot
wine with sea-dwelling creatures = dry new world chardonnay
wine with fish = not wine, but a fine Sam Adams
oeuf/ic
Posted by: fire3500 at April 3, 2003 10:29 AMPlus, mountains. East Coast got little slopey ones, and West Coast got great big rocky (hah!) ones that you'd pretty much have to bore all the way through to get to Spokane, stupid mountains. Pretty, though.
Posted by: Mol can't type at April 4, 2003 12:22 PM