languid

I’m listening to the very languid mix tape (well, CD) that Alex gave me when he was in town, and I’m drinking beer, and enjoying the cooling late evening rays of sun shining through the window and onto my shoulder, and rewriting the blog entry for the Routledge Encyclopedia of Narrative Theory. Thanks for your feedback! And don’t worry, I’ll rewrite it again tomorrow, sans beer, before scooting off for my month in France.

27. June 2003 by Jill
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