She was born in the year of the rabbit.

posted by jeremy on December 18, 2003

She's 28 years old. She grew up in Sand Point, Idaho. Her hair is black but yet it isn't. I met her for the first time at the Vern on Belmont. She said Hey I'm Lilli. I said Hey it's good to finally meet you...& I meant it.

She has the palest shade of blue blue eyes & they make me shiver sometimes. She's allergic to fucking everything, including me. She's openly in love with Nathan's cat, Oin & Oin, in turn, is in love with her. I keep expecting them to abscond. I'm also beginning to suspect that she's smarter than I am. We don't see each other enough but that's OK. She's a busy girl. She's attending PSU & hating nearly every moment of it. She rides the coolest bicycle & complains about it. She has a propensity for wearing black. She's addicted to lip balm but it probably won't kill her. She refuses to arm-wrestle me unless she's drunk & yet if she's drunk she just tends to say O ma gawd ahm soooo drunk. I don't know what to do about this.

She's so goddam pretty.

So I'm sitting here on a cold wet night in December & this girl, she isn't here but I wish she was. Pavement's telling me So drunk in the August sun & you're the kind of girl I like/ cause you're empty & I'm empty & I'm taking down another swallow of Hamms & I'm smoking one more cigarette & yes, I'm empty. Empty without her, tonight, under all these cloud-ridden stars? No, fuck no, I'm empty anyway & always... But being with her, it helps.

I'm telling you, her blue-eyed smile, it helps.