monday, september 13, 2004
More of my room
I picked up this pocketful of smooth, agatey stones at a beach somewhere near San Francisco. The old scottie dog ashtray was a gift from my illustrious yard-sale-shopper grandma — I used to collect dog things.
These things were relegated to a shoebox at my mom’s house after I decided to live at my dad’s. Now they decorate my room, along with a hundred other little things.
