Before mercury, my blood used to fill thermometers.

Monday, May 2, 2011


My birthday is this Friday! I'm getting up before dawn to get on the train. The train will deposit me and my boyfriend in New York where we're going to curl up in the Algonquin and go back to sleep. I've never had the opportunity to sleep in New York. I am as excited about this as the Macaron Cafe and Big Gay Ice Cream. I wish a fellow happy birthday in advance to those with whom I share May 6th - Freud and Orson Welles - as they will be as busy as I am on Friday, I'm sure. Hiding in sewers in Vienna.

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