happy birthday c

last night:

magnifying glasses and camera obscuras (i want to make one for my room!) and camera carcasses and old wooden boxes.

and sleepiness and something halted.

and last night in my sleep i convinced ryan adams to do a loud screechy duet of Macarthur Park with me

that was pretty fucking funny

and happy 30th to you.

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