Thursday Jul 28, 2005

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Holy shit, I have been having some crazy intense dreams lately. Last night was ridiculous. I spent half the dream telling people that I hd no idea what was dream and what was reality anymore. I posted in SG. I was horribly ill and had a fever. I read a letter, fragments of which I can still remember, and thought to myself - it can't be a dream because my brain is far too lazy to write a whole goddamn letter. Besides, this isn't my writing style at all.
It was wacky.
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esme:
That's funny, you picked a little one, a medium sized one, and a big one. I'm ballparking it here, (they're all living at my mom's house) but Still Life is a little bigger than a sheet of paper, maybe 10 by 14, Petals is poster-sized, about 24 by 36, and Blue Door is kind of ginormous....36 by 48, I think, and thr frame needs to be reinforced at the diagonals (not a big deal, I would do it. I should do it before I leave, anyway). Don't worry about the not a lot of money...I'd rather they make someone happy than live in storage forever.

Hey, if you're not doing anything on Sunday (the 31st) you should stop by our going away party...it's at the Hopleaf in Andersonville from 6 to 11, very low key. Write back if you think you might be up to it.
esme:
I'm sending you an email..

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