how is it that my days are becoming longer and longer and i still can't sleep?
sitting here chewing on stretched mozzarella dipped in apple horseradish...and i have nothing more interesting to report but food tips.
tired, tired, tired.
hols monday...are you here yet?
anyone out there want to thanksgiving-over to my town for le weekend? i'll take you to le banquet sensationel chez amie. hmmmmm?...
oh, i'm on crack. and it's european crack.
but the invitation stands;-)))
and now i'm going to bed. alone, and with a book about an old amnesiac antique books dealer in milan.
so there.
good night.
k.
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