Johnny Cash makes me miss my grandparents.

Johnny Cash makes me wish they had never a-moved to Washington, DC. Makes me yearn for the experience of growing up in the south. Well, Virginia at least. I remember that Virginia. It was sun-spotted and honeysuckle flavored and I grass-stained my white dress. The guitar was al ways within reach and the parrot knew my dad’s name. They took pictures, but forgot the flash. Shadowy children in a dirty kitchen with an ancient old ma. Like day for night in the movies. Too dark, but still visible.

Johnny Cash makes me want to travel to an old place. A place that was more simple. Maybe I will be more simple. Johnny Cash makes me hate complicated people. Even me. So silly. So complicated. Too many parties, not enough real joy.

Johnny Cash makes me want to call my grandmother on the phone. Too bad she is there in body, but not in mind anymore. Do you know how many years I wasted not calling my grandmother on the phone? And now I can’t. Some people say I like old people too much. Johnny Cash makes me realize it is just guilt for not liking them enough.

Johnny Cash makes me miss an alternate me.

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Jeff and I spent the day at the Japanese Festival in DC today. They had squid on a stick, which looked so pretty, but I ate sushi instead. I did have my first eel sushi, though, so I was at least a tiny bit adventurey. I just made that word up.

I didn't think I would be the only blue haired girl there, ya know, cause of all of the bluehaired girls in anime. But we found that having blue hair is good at a street festival because your peeps can spot you in a crowd. As long as someone is looking for you, you will be found if you are a blue haired girl.

My friend Chris gave Jeff a free Japanese beer and it didn't effect him like the Red Bull usually does. Hehe. I bought some Pocky and stickers and went pee in a port-a-pooty, which was weird because I could see the sidewalk through the door and it was like going to the bathroom on a city street.

We walked to the Cherry Blossoms, but didn't stay long because of all of the tourists. Jeff's mom took this picture of us, I was apparently not ready for the picture, but this is pretty cute anyway. As you can see in this picture, I am still a little fat in the middle, but the great smallening is continuing. I am now at 54 pounds gone.

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