Crushing on A.D. Thomas--
Where it seemed before that the sky was bearing down on him, now it seems an innocuous wall, and what was beach and sea, perhaps a door.
--and Jasper Bernes tonight--
There's five billion shooters on the grassy knoll, dude.
--and Jude.
("make it better.")
Toast? For once upon a time, or as Burns said, for auld lang syne. Good vibes all. For now we are all acquainted.
Somebody kiss me in 45 minutes.
