last night i dreamt about teaching, and sleeping on the sidewalk under an overpass. at the same time. as in, i left the class with the aide and walked out of the school carrying two large white pillows (basically the same as the ones i was feverishly clutching in the hotel bed) and laid down on the sidewalk to sleep. then i got back up saying, oh christ i still have to get them on buses and fuck, this looks really unprofessional as i walked back towards the school with the pillows in my arms. and then peter corrie called on the telephone and woke me up and by the way he is so excellent!
yours, amanda L. at 1:06 PM [+]
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1. i'm trying Haloscan.
2. and i want to marry Blogger.
anda gail lewis 2005. stop crying every day.
