> So I'll just spit it out: Friday, 10/10 is my 48th b'day. I'm comin' on to
> year 7 squared. I'm a happenin' hippie babe. And I was hoping for a little
> Rouche Barter Fair party. But since that is out, someone give me a rainbow
> thingy to go to in a ten-12 hour drive--as the Raven drives--from here (San
> Jose, Ca). The number one fantasy is to play some songs with B. Dylan and
> then let him fuck my brains out. Safely, of course. So, where's the family
> this weekend? (No. I'm not driving to Eugene for a three hour picnic; a three
> hour picnic.) Have fast truck, exquisite wings, will rock and fly. Miranda,
> Raven, She Who Paints The Wind
>
We hadn't heard from you in a long time...
Your are HO ! flying while we chat...
May songs of love go with your strong words !
Infinitely gentle !
I love you, strong, strong, strong,
Bye, bye,
Kriss