Landlocked

Landlocked (10/21/06)

So many spines, nerve-
endings – so what’s in
a name, boyfriend? Sing.


[Post Runcible-Spoon-breakfast, David and I went walking around to local downtown CD and book stores. We wandered (though purposefully) in this fabulous local music store, Landlocked Music, where I found about five titles that I had lent out and never got back. Makes me wonder if Josh knows I still have Janet Teducci and Swingers.]