Joe is gone. I didn't have time to cry for him at the airport, because I was cheap and refused to pay for parking. So we said our goodbyes on the kerb.
We traded music just before he left - it will keep us company when we're apart. I've got Jack Johnson, which he heard playing in a cafe in Cambodia, and I introduced him to Rosey, an Irish singer I heard at Belinda's place. They are fantastic, and I'm sure they are on Amazon and the like, so go get them.
We actually had scones the day after I posted about nutella crepes, completely unplanned. The world works in yummy ways.
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Friday, July 09, 2004 at 8:31 AM
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