Day 61:

These blog thingies are usally just transcritions of my paper journal with all of the personal stuff taken out. When I penned this "Day 61" entry, I wrote an illegible mess about love and attraction. Escwing my tendency to keep the personal stuff to myself, I give you the following:

"It was in the Gobi desert that I encountered C for the first time. My falling in love with her was a consequence of having read "Breakfast at Tiffany's" several times while driving to this particular location. Upon seeing C stepping in the sand before a particularly red cliffside I felt a Tourettic urge to write this in my journal: "HOLLY GOLIGHTLY IN THE DESERT." So I did that seven times.

C was wearing pants and a shirt that revealed her dark nipples and an overwrought hat that she clutched to her head, doing battle with the desert winds."

Ahem.