letter bomb
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a nugget
Two girls, LAURALEE and TALLY, mid-20’s, are sunning themselves in Central Park. Expensive Bikinis. Expensive Shades. A moment of sun. TALLY Hey Lauralee? LAURALEE Yeah? TALLY How old were you when you made love …
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I think about you pretty much always
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I got a Job!
I will being freelance music PR full time! From home! What does THAT mean? I’m not sure. Will I make billz? Yes.
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The Reviews are In!
And they are aight. Backstage Blogcritics nytheatre And Time Out NY which I can’t seem to locate on linear. As reviewy things occur, pictures of me mildly drunk and full of chicken wings and flanked …
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you cannot bomb our lights
Not tonight, or ever. Take that, the terrorists. You could feel it today. It rained fog tears and people spoke softly and knowingly to each other. Trains crawled. And when night came, the things blued …
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The times, even!
Fanboats, my show You May Go Now is goin pretty aight. It even got a nice listing in the Times! Here are pictoral references for your visual pleasing: Last night was official opening. Champagne and …
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i love you, the blog
I have not abandoned you. I do not mean to neglect. Please refrain from pouting in the corner.
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Aunt Carrie
You know who you are. Here is your baby: He made me take this for his facebook account. He wanted something distinguished and angsty. He’s hoping to reconnect with friends from high school and find …
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hangers
Today, I touched about 8,347 of these: while all-black clad preggers Buyer women bitched about linen and discussed panty lines. Sandra, the Austrian beaut, meandered among us, trying things on, and whenever she removed something, …