28 november 1999 |
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i am writing just for the sake of writing.
and sometimes, i believe, that's enough.
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inspired:
she apologized, and i forgave her. it felt so good talk to again. i missed her.
lost:
me? jealous? oh, if you only knew.
found:
my apartment life, the ivy cd for $6. i ruined my copy not even a week after i got it last christmas, and i've been looking for a (cheap + used) replacement since.
overheard:
"if you can't say anything nice," she said, "don't say it at all."
"but then i would be silent for the rest of my life," he said.
nonsequitur:
remember not to over-soak the lady fingers when making tiramisu. soggy = yucky.
say hi:
i like e-mail, and i like you. christine@maganda.org.
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