Lilie Green

back in the days when lo and i would run about the promenade being fashionable and stealthy and camera-happy, one of the things we delighted in was collecting phrases from briefly overheard conversations. it is fun to speculate what context these words were uttered in; for instance, "well, the breadman arrived," and "gonnorhea?!," and "I miss kissing." The latter is one I heard just this past weekend while lo and i were being fashionable and japan-savvy in shibuya. It's a rather melancholy phrase, n'est ce pas? It made me wonder if I miss kissing. I suppose I do, but none of my boyfriends were very good kissers, so I don't miss kissing them. Ponder, ponder...