(this is an ancient picture of amira and me. it is too dark in my room for pictures. i mean ancient like 3 years old at least. just wait til february. i will see you then amira!)
marisa is staying with me for a couple weeks and there was this moment tonight when i was reciting “bright star” for her while she sipped red wine and she started laughing hilariously and said, “this is what i imagine people think writers do when they hang out: recite keats to each other and drink wine.”
i was only reciting “bright star” because we were looking at previews on netflix instant view after watching maid in manhattan and bright star came up. i don’t know how we actually watched all of maid in manhattan. terrible. i need to see something good soon. my brainwaves are full of meaningless romantic comedies and youtube music video clips.
new favorite thing: girl talk. i’m tired. goodnight.
Lizzy Acker! 
hurray for february! girl talk plays richmond on jan. 29. wish they’d come two weeks later so we could dance it together. oh well.