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[sun_set_bravely]

*freak1c and I both dreamed about sour milk last night. What does that mean? In my dream, I poured it onto my cereal and ate one bite before I realized it was sour. Then I turned the carton over in the sink, and the curdled milk made a "thud thud" noise as it hit the metal.

*I just finished re-reading 1984. I'm sufficiently freaked out.

*I saw "Breakfast at Tiffany's" for the first time this weekend. I was surprised to find myself crying at the end. Love it when that happens! I'm reminded by how severely I'm offended by that "Breakfast at Tiffany's" song that came out seven or eight years ago, and its fatty, extra-word chorus. *Shudder*

*I got a new journal last week. It's black with a bright red high heel boot on the front. It's hot stuff.

*I ate real Texan barbecue yesterday!

Happy Monday, y'all.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

i saw breakfast at tiffany's (i also hate the song) when i was a kid, on a huge old-fashioned screen, and cried like a baby. patricia neal, wow. mickey rooney was miscast, but back in those days, nobody noticed much.

btw, i was too young to understand that holly was a hustler or that paul's taking money from neal meant something was amiss...

[gurdonark.livejournal.com]

The bbq place in the big apple reminds me of the New York City! salsa ad.

In Los Angeles, BBQ places serving Texas bbq were always from Bryan/College Station. Don't ask me why. Maybe one goes to CA to re-invent oneself, and one comes from the place most worth of re-invention!