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May. 24th, 2009 12:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyGod I wish I could afford to get to the sea.
D:
Slowly cooking myself to a crisp (properly suntan lotioned, of course) and reading Raymond Chandler. God, I love his prose, it's perfectly ridiculous, with the occasional passage that makes you think yes. God, yes, that's it exactly.
One I particularly liked today was:
His voice seemed to come to me from a long way off, over a hill, through a thick silent growth of trees.
Someone should take me to the beach and buy me an ice cream now, I think. I'd read to them in return, or tell them stories from my brain, or teach them about pirates, or build them a sandcastle. I'd be good at it, too.
D:
Slowly cooking myself to a crisp (properly suntan lotioned, of course) and reading Raymond Chandler. God, I love his prose, it's perfectly ridiculous, with the occasional passage that makes you think yes. God, yes, that's it exactly.
One I particularly liked today was:
His voice seemed to come to me from a long way off, over a hill, through a thick silent growth of trees.
Someone should take me to the beach and buy me an ice cream now, I think. I'd read to them in return, or tell them stories from my brain, or teach them about pirates, or build them a sandcastle. I'd be good at it, too.
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