acquelinejay

[acquelinejay]

on wet grass

so after the Gogol Bordello show on saturday, we found ourselves meeting some friends at a little house party in a giant mansion in Narnia the farmland part of new jersey i never knew existed. a hundred wines later, we ditched footwear and ran around in the moonlight til my feet felt all fantastically numb. we were shrieking and made those weird flattened-grass trails that would have made us goners-- had you been tracking us. then i peed behind some bushes and we eventually went back inside. 

coincidentally i just read an article on EARTHING the other day, and it turns out i'm freaking Home Shopping Network-Level sold. 

[acquelinejay]

Universe, explain yerself. 

[acquelinejay]

What's that screaming? A good many dramatic situations begin with screaming.

- Barbarella, 1968