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confession 1 August, 2008

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This is pretty vanilla, but it’s my all-time number one fantasy to smell like the beach.  All the time.  In the torrid recesses of my mind this attracts tan, tousled surfer types and lonely businessmen.

Turns out maybe I can do that?  With this?  I’m not sure how smelling like any part of 1966 is gonna turn out, but I’ll let you know!  

 

p.s. last night I brought home a new desk chair.  For free, on my way home from the supermarket… After I patch it and spray it down with a gallon of Febreeze (not that it smells, just, you know, in case) I’ll let you know how it turns out.  Even with the two small holes on the arms and the sitting outside for a whole day it still looks better than the desk chair I currently have at home!  Also trash day I got a vintage suitcase from Taiwan that I’m using as a knitting/fabric storage.  Such a hoarder…

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