Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Breakfast, Wind, Rubber Soul

1. Breakfast out to celebrate two friends' birthdays this morning.
2. The wind blew my hair straight back from my face while walking across the parking lot. A much more dignified occurrence than if it had blown it every which way.
3. Tess and I listened to The Beatles, Rubber Soul (nice and loud) while I washed the dishes. "Baby you can drive my car. Yes, I'm gonna be a star. Baby you can drive my car, and baby I love you. Beep beep, Beep beep, yeah."

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