Woody: looks how I feel, and partially how I look. hot air, unkempt hair, bad posture, tired and cynical goggle-eyes.
Michelle Tea, in a poem in The Beautiful, mentions that a friend told her she was a lesbian Woody.
Can you feel that? I feel that.
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Holy castanetas clapman! When are you finishing with all this finals jazz and coming home to me?
Saturday, January 19-Saturday January 26. I'll be flying into MIA, landing around 10pm.
Any interest in picking me up and having a slumber party that night?
And -- don't tell anyone. I'm trying to surprise mi madre.
love, love, love.
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