June 14, 2007
New Year's Eve
January harkens hope so resolve to try something new and skip the mayhem of Times Square for a quiet carriage ride in Central Park where you can reflect on the grandeur that represents open space within the cityscape. Observe a moment of silence in appreciation for the fact that greedy developers haven’t yet encroached on the lakes, rocks, leafless trees, and hardened Earth that remain as pure and untarnished as a forest in Wyoming.
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Why talk about that bitterly-cold holiday in June? ugh. Talk about invoking gods of Christmas future.
My altruistic wish is that Sweet/Vicious becomes so throroughly sex-drenched by this D'Souza stud--ASAP!--that she doesn't even know what month it is, by the time January rolls around!
More sex = less woolgathering, less circular inner reflection. You've found a right handsome guy, why aren't you phukking your brains out every night? Go insane with it, geez!
bit of moot but worthwhile trivia: Central Park was all constructed by workers under Henry Law Olmstead and Calvin Vaux, everything except for the glacier-scraped granite that is. It is by no means original, old-growth forest.
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