the dog got to my salinger.


the dog got to my salinger.
Originally uploaded by quietly is my favorite word.

oh nika, i empathize. your kitty, our dog. they always go for what you love most, and since my orchids don't bloom, lt. tragg goes for (previous to today) underwear and magazines. and, while yes, i do love my panties and my dominos, not as much as i love my books.

especially not as much as i love my salinger. thank god i've read seymour oh, like 31 times before, otherwise, i would have no idea how it ends.

running to go hide all the hemingway and woolf....

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Nika said…
since i can't stop thinking this, i just have to blurt it out "...but the dog ate my homework!"

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