i just realized: if i decide to do this shoot in which i am half-naked except for wearing very nice lacy pretty girl things, i have to acquire said things.
i may also probably have to be wearing a fake wedding ring in part of said shoot.
at least i will have earned well over half of what i spent in nyc in the time that i’ve been back home (after friday)… that’s a nice thing.
i whistled at him and this is what happened.
Was he carrying a letter from TT asking what your name was?
apparently, that’s what he told me when i got home.
"tt, what…. exactly is your idea of a letter?"
on my way back to maine and get stung by a bee in the car.