Rabbit, rabbit! The major achievement of the month so far has been recovering from an all-night allergic reaction and completing the review I was working on when it hit, but under the circumstances including a near-block on watching media for weeks, I am not unsatisfied. We have at least three monarch caterpillars confirmed on their milkweed leaves carefully brought inside. I made vichyssoise—a few nights ago it was snickerdoodles. I shared the evergreen Tolkien party invitation with my mother and I think "Wheelbarrows at 5 a.m." has just entered the household lexicon.
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- 1: When I invited Frank and you back to mine for a mange tout when I meant ménage à trois
- 2: Well, you can't tell much from faces
- 3: The shadows on the walls don't recognize me anymore
- 4: This po-mo stuff is nice, but it's irrelevant to the way I feel right now
- 5: Be my hand on the oar to row to eternity
- 6: Now I'm walking round the city just waiting to come to
- 7: You know this city like the back of your hand, but deep roots are holding me down
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