what’s the last song you could not get out of your head?
“super freak” and i’m not afraid to say it, i enjoyed it being stuck for about the first three days. but there’s only so many variations of she’s a super freak, super freak, she’s super-freaky that i can sing.
what’s for lunch?
a homemade sammich: turkey and muenster cheese on white bread, light mayo. a banana. bottled water. i was going to try and eat on the way to sfmoma because today is free-day and i want to see the magritte exhibit, but i only have an hour for lunch and i would rather drag sarah along when we can spend a bit more time, now that she’s agreed to go with me. heh heh heh.
can dogs barking fly without umbrellas?
not today. (double-points for the reference to that quote, though.)
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