january 15, 2002 -

my first new entry of the pallindrome year.. stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again.. but this aint memphis, its millville.. and dylan isnt on, nyro is..

talkin the news with sophies dad in her sunny lil kitchen or talkin bout the animals and stones 1965 concerts while walkin with sophies mum. the trip seemed as though it wouldnt let us go.. and i think my mind has changed back to america but not fully. i want to be able to cuddle with suds and when we walk out the door the stairs lead us to a kitchen filled with dishes that need washing and tea that needs drinkin.. i miss the tea times we had every other hour.. and walkin the empty laines at night and takin our time not wanting to rush anything.. and it worked! i felt as though i had been visiting for a month and i was ready to move in as i should be.. but thanks to screw U i kant eeford eet... but i got my fill of the fucking brilliant town by the sea.. and the sharks that make their home in brighton loved us and wanted to swim over heads with their shadows reflecting off our awed faces all day and all of the night. and the record shops that sell books want us back inside buying all the cheap 7"s i can find and used books suds can..

and let me not forget the most kind people that side of the atlantic.. suds' housemates.. dan who is funny random and always up for finishing sophies leftover tea(dinner).. cat who is shocked so easily but works her ass off behind her mums back to make money and makes us dance to the radio hits in the kitchen.. ben who came later and tested my false memory and was more than willing to give me all of his unwanted records.. maiko who told us stories of sailing to belgium and giggled over the powerpuff girls appearance on the front of the persil box..

lest me not forget lj, rb, stu-pot, bj, lef, bell, dean, paul and fk.. who showed me what a real night in reading is all about.. the turtle and its never ending jukebox or the AD with its cold dancefloor and chill back room..

and bo who made the whole trip last forever and non-stop hurricanes of fun and sonic excitment.. this grrrl deserves a medal for the biggest heart in the whole world and best hugs too.. i love her dancin and booty shakin and hair brushing and the stoned soul picnics we had every day..

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