Sunday, August 08, 2004
"next thing I know he was feeding me tuna tartare...."
Thus went the story of Argentine seduction someone who shall remain nameless told me the other day, on our way to Charlie Garcia. Who was, perhaps, high on something and somewhat vocally ravished, but great inspiration for the slow work- nothing like 1000 people jumping up and down and shouting out "me siento mucho mas fuerte sin tu amor"
today was a beautiful blue, if cold day- too bad I woke up at 2. too bad I went to bed at 7 AM- this has got to stop! but I guess it has been ages since I had autumn weather, maybe thats why I`m so nostalgic?
handing over our tickets at Ok, Mr. Tango (courtesy of Irin and the Buenos Aires Herald) the usher, a high school aged guy, heard us speak in english and goes "Vote Kerry". "Yeah Democrats". it paired nicely with the "Bus fascista no pasen" graffiti I saw today. ;)
Thus went the story of Argentine seduction someone who shall remain nameless told me the other day, on our way to Charlie Garcia. Who was, perhaps, high on something and somewhat vocally ravished, but great inspiration for the slow work- nothing like 1000 people jumping up and down and shouting out "me siento mucho mas fuerte sin tu amor"
today was a beautiful blue, if cold day- too bad I woke up at 2. too bad I went to bed at 7 AM- this has got to stop! but I guess it has been ages since I had autumn weather, maybe thats why I`m so nostalgic?
handing over our tickets at Ok, Mr. Tango (courtesy of Irin and the Buenos Aires Herald) the usher, a high school aged guy, heard us speak in english and goes "Vote Kerry". "Yeah Democrats". it paired nicely with the "Bus fascista no pasen" graffiti I saw today. ;)
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