"i'm not a invisible. i'm sort of just hidden. like a chameleon, but without the taste for insects." - elizabeth crane, when the messenger is hot
"why was fabulousness important? the world was a scary, sad place and adornment was one of the only ways she knew to make herself and the people around her forget their troubles." - francesca lia block, necklace of kisses
26.12.04
indianishes restaurant
afer that we had such a nice evening. we listened to xmas music on pearl while meike wraped gifts and i journaled. then we drove in the snow to breitestraße to find the indian restaurant. it wasn´t hard, and as i predicted, it wasn´t hard to find parking on BREITEstr. there were stone elephants guarding the steps, and they had snow collecting in little piles on their heads and trunks. our poor waiter´s german was about as good as mine, but communication mostlz happened, and the food was really good. the people who sat at the table next to us kept having these academic discussions, meike said. at our table we just gossiped. a fun evening.
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