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I move in to my new apartment today, hopefully. There are a few things I'm going to do to christen the place which I will call affectionately from here on "The Crystal Cave", which is, for now, a working title.
1)Christen it with some wine, preferably white this time, and blast Led Zeppelin as loud as I can just so the neighbours know there is a new person in the suite.
2)Take a Jim Morrison and The Doors bath. Light some candles. Think "I'm a lost little girl" and drift, drift away...
(See post titled: I am the lizard king, I can do anything)
3)Smoke a cigarette on my leather couch and watch Factory Girl. Channel Edie Sedwick and Warhol all at once.
4)Cook the deluxe vietnamese meal. Or order in the deluxe meal. I can't decide. A food coma is sure to be enduced.
Val Kilmer is yet again gracing the silver screen in McGruber, the SNL spin off film featuring Will Forte.
Every once and a while I have the urge to bust out The Doors and take what I call a Jim Morrison bath.