15 January 2010

My castle, my books.

A few weeks ago I read Lady Sings the Blues, autobiography of fellow chihuahua-owner, Billie Holiday. While reading Lady Sings the Blues in public, I had quite an interaction with a guitar player (not my guitar player), but I'm feeling way too decimated from listening to President Clinton talk about Haiti to tell a story tonight. Some other night, okay?

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