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we just caught sight of ourselves in the posh elevators at the Day Job en route back to our Desk (having rushed out with a bag containing our swimsuit and hiding behind some Large Dark Glasses for “Lunch”) and realized … Continue reading
It’s almost as if the Scar has a different personality of its own. For last night – after the Day Job, after we Swam and steamed and ate a little spicy food and read in a restaurant and thought about … Continue reading
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darlings have you noticed how sweet the sunsets are after a cRaZY day? have you taken a moment during lunch to take a walk in the Park and look up into the soaring trees and see the first whispers of … Continue reading
an odd day – full of Missed Connections and Misinformation – but alleviated by breakfast at Le Caprice, a walk across the FREEZING manhattan morning across central park, the Day Job achievements (many, said modestly) and a vigorous Swim at … Continue reading
darlings am Rushing Out the Door (to catch a movie or something diverting to re-focus our cultural brains on something nourishing….) here’s our day in pictures. it was delicious. and, although Tis Dark outside – the night has not ended… … Continue reading
darlings, we have escaped from the hideous rain (both real and chemically- induced by Scary Synthroid). therapy was good today. In a questioning our-whole-life-and-sexual-identity sort of a way. Big Stuff. Most definitely for Another Time, darlings ;) No action required … Continue reading
press down on the scar fuck. Seriously? really? or it won’t heal flat Don’t care how it looks. But have no intention of causing Pain. like this. Ow Ow OW! er, that hurt. you have to. Oh god. So we … Continue reading
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we can’t remember what the television program/programme was (was it the original series of Fame? perhaps it was). but we DO remember the phrase: take it down a thousand. so if it was in a series set inside the high … Continue reading