also:
also: yesterday i sold my club america sequined dress which is potentially one of the greatest dresses i have ever worn. in college i had this thing about Dressing Up As Songs for hallowe'en, & sophomore year i was
club america with foil stars stuck on my face (i also had a painted-on-with-eyeliner veil over my eyes, very
a game of you, i was only nineteen after all) & this
dress which was ten sizes too large for me, black, with these gold crescent-shaped sequins hanging off it all over the damned thing. the alyblair took pictures but i never got to see. my mother bought the dress for me for $19.00 at a bridal shop in elizabethtown kentucky.
anyway i sold the dress (for more than $19.00) & if you too want to be a cure song you can try to find it, snatch it up.
i was going to write about watching the anniversary party tonight but then i realized there is nothing to say. except to you, & that is just unintelligible squealing & squeezing of your hands � & to you who already know what i would say since you would say it too.
lying down now.
