the female gaze

Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Monday, July 22, 2002
 

I was having a decent morning, all things considered it being Monday and all, until I spilled my coffee. I'll live and it was hardly a disaster. So what's on the docket this morning - well, still glowing over the sex and the city premier last night. Carrie made a trip to the Guug, only to find it closed (more bad press for 'ol Mr. Krens??) well, just the same, that was good and I am glad to have the girls back.

This week brought much R&R - sorta.