Fred,

you can't see it sweating

you can't see it sweating

Here’s the disgusting crunchy British Airways brownie. The rest of the food was actually really good, I even sopped up all my sauce from the chicken dinner with a bread roll, that’s how good it was. I kept the brownie for souvenir/treat for a later time during my 18 hour flight journey back home.

Brown Kid Love Lives

July 16, 2008

Fred,

It’ll be like writing on a bathroom wall to a stranger. Minus the bathroom and strangers. Writing e-mails just feels too informative, like if I just want to say “hello, remember that time we did that stupid thing? Oh also here is a link to a hilarious news story.” That’s what e-mail is for, so a blog will be an interesting alternative.

It’ll be like a living breathing monster being sculpted out of our emotional torment, fueled by our brand new long distance relationship.
Welcome to day one, my duck.