Yesterday marks the first day I had a good night's sleep in the Merced House. It's official, that place is more of a home to me than the Fremont house, which I now like to think of as the best fucking dance studio in the world. Right on.
If only I could wall-mirror a wall in the kitchen, then it WOULD be the best studio in the world. Kick.Ass.
And the wind brought Clive @ 2:19 AM
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Monday, June 16, 2008 |
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