in which there is YADP: the demon lover?

( yeah, i know, but at least i'm putting them under cuts. if you're sick of my wacky subconscious, don't click through )

the feeling of it was a bit awful, in a weird way. except the dark-haired man... i knew him. i wanted him. i was in love with him. *sigh*

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six miles this morning, up and down hills. then came home and planted rosebushes.

sore now; just awesome. :D

in which there is another old movie on TV tonight.

( on the one hand, it's like the Renaissance; better to re-create than to have actually lived through. on the other hand, it's Clark Gable... )