Sinister: I don't mind pratical jokes - I just don't see why we must elect them President

[Laura Llew]

Oh, my kamikaze kumquats, how are we doing this sweat drenched July day? I 
can't complain myself. OK - I'm lying. I can always complain! I could be 
snuggled under the comfort of my covers listening to Struan's fey voice 
gently drift to me as the band played tune after melodious heart wrenching 
song in my bedroom with Arik (whose girlfriend somehow- i dunno - fell into 
a coil of rope and a mess of duct tape to find herself writhing around in a 
basement somewhere to be discovered at a later date completely unharmed but 
with a new found mission that involved unclothed pygmies, tribal dances, and 
body paint in a third world country where she has no ability to contact 
people who she used to love but no longer feels able to talk to) and I could 
still find the air to warm, the notes too high, and myself stuck on number 
three on my list of Top Ten Reasons Why Isobel's Bum Is Like The Pentagon 
(it's large enough to have it's on zip code, it has a distinctive 
shape.....)

Of course, there have not been any scheduled concerts in my bedroom as of 
yet and I content myself with taking advantage of the warm weather and 
abundant woods nearby.  I do not know about going to the woods to live 
deliberately or fronting out only the essential facts but I must say that 
those mosquitoes sure do try to suck out all the marrow of Llew. I am 
covered so completely in bites where the bugs have had their feast nibbling 
away at me that I'm not sure of what to do. However, I am comforted by the 
fact that I now have an instant game of connect the dots to entertain me 
wherever I am. Perhaps I will get lucky and one of them will form the 
silhouette of Elvis and I can be featured in the next Enquirer. Yet, with 
all of this I am still planning to embark on another camping trip tomorrow 
at Graveyard Fields. . It's the loveliest of places off of the Blue Ridge 
Parkway and I'm quite excited to go.

The Networking Nymph Mandee posted about a Sinister Montana camping trip. I 
realize that it was most likely a jest but the key words of "pjs", 
"campfire", and "lazing" were all mentioned in conjunction with one of my 
favorite states. Ever since my parents took my brother camping through 
Yellowstone and various parts of Canada while abandoning my sister and I 
with a vapid babysitter who had an odd obsession with the movie "Working 
Girl", I have wanted to go on a long camping trip out west. I am so there, 
even if I have to crash it and sneak in every night to steal another one of 
you away to my secret hide out. For now, I shall settle with my camping trip 
scheduled tomorrow at Graveyard Fields (New Awlins Lauren will know of where 
I'm talking since that is where she lost her camping virginity).

I was recently informed by Kosher Kirk that he thought due to the title 
"TRANSATLANTIC MIX TAPE COMPETITION" that only people across the puddle 
could compete. Rubbish! While I have decided to now only become romantically 
involved with people from other countries (this way when I'm obnoxious, 
neurotic, or incredibly self involved they won't take it personally but just 
naturally assume that it's because I'm an American), I accept tapes from 
anyone and everyone. Currently, I'm eagerly awaiting the arrival of ear 
candy from Senor Jay who lives in Georgia but isn't a Braves fan (I worry 
how I can expect great things out of such a person as well ... but I do). 
Currently I've been falling in love with the latest entry which is 
absolutely wondrous. It ends with "You were always on my mind" followed by 
(my weakness) the Pixies' "Where in my mind?"

Ken Chu, I love Yhu.

Laura
"meeting all of your Laura Llew needs since 1977"

ps - Madeleine, I hope you're not feeding your cat any of that Marmite 
monstrosity. She has the most delicate of tummies
pps - blue is my favorite color but with this new hotmail setup I feel as if 
I'm writing on the remains of a smurf massacre. B&S isn't the only one who 
needs a new business consultant.

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