lol, insomniak.... I think it was something like this: see, I left all of my nice shoes home by accident when I first moved to the city. A few days before 9/5, I was whining to Undiscovered that I wanted to wear a skirt, but I only had flip-flops to wear with it. I don't know why we decided I'd THROW them though.
And I do think amasis is right.
A work of art is an invitation to love.