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Yesterday, I licked an ice cube.
Or two nights ago, rather. It's a silly thing to do, ice cube licking, and I don't really have an explanation except that it looked cold, smooth and inviting. And harmless. It looked harmless. So I licked it, got stuck to it, and spent several minutes of illegible griping at being the subject of my... Continue Reading →
The hordes have descended upon our apartment,
which is now populated as follows: myself, my parents, Llama, Llama's boyfriend Karlos, William, Akax, Christophe (as of tomorrow), and Amadeus. Ama, of course, is not a single unit but has a circle of groupies around her at any given moment. They add a touch of Swede to an otherwise wholly American affair. If you... Continue Reading →