March 12th, 2002. - 12:36 a.m.

if i could have things my way, and a message from a.

if i could have things my way: people would be tall and thin with long necks.

everything would be dramatically lit (like a renaissance painting) and in black and white during sentimental moments to help focus on the mood.

everyone would dress well, and bright colours would only be used to accent. (unless one is in an exceptionally good mood, which would happen so rarely that it would be declared a national holiday.)

people would wear hats. milliners would be as abudent as shoe stores.

music to match the mood. films to match the music.

the nay sayers will be arrested. realistic plastic rats will be placed in strategic places for humour. there would be no such thing as an unpleasent meal.

architecture will be an art, not something auctioned off to the lowest bidder. there will be long corridors that exist just for the sake of existing. each house will have one large empty white room. one room filled only with red things, painted red. ceilings will be high.

telephones would not exist. bernachon chocolates would be delivered to homes once a week. people would only wear acqua di parma, eau d'orange verte, eau sauvage, or essence of lavender, jasmine, lily of the valley, or roses.

minstrels will stroll the streets, playing violin. violence would be non-existant. children will resemble a.

robotic housekeepers.

flowers will not have a sexual connotation.

a. says: whatever it is, i did not do it... yet.

n.

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