Thursday, October 09, 2003

at the end of an eight hour day painting a room a
pretty green color-my foot was killing me. why? i
took my shoe off only to discover there was a giant
pebble in there the whole time.

yesterday i was called two things. 'lady painter' by
the washing machine man who said, 'it's good to
see a lady painter' and 'home run girl' when i
walked into a bar the moment my sweet loving
david ortiz decided to hit me a home run.

xoxo

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