they pulled my hair at charm school.

they stole my guestbook during rolecall.

postcard from the west coast .... + august 8 ___ 2002 = 10:38 a.m.

SUMMER 2002

airports smell like little kids wearing oversized backpacks whilst snapping strawberry chewing gum.

days of vacation fly past and i've seen the ocean and wrestled with the steering wheel on rte1 's sharp corners. seen the city and wandered streets. redwoods and a long trail up out of muir woods. dinners are hidden outdoor patios and drinks for all.

mmm. san francisco all day today. plans involve record shops, bookstores, musuems and coffee coffeeeee coffeeee.

more later, mew meew.

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