inch for inch and pound for pound
who needs boys when there's MLE around every second, every day so valentines' day is coming. Buy me things! like vagina monologue tickets. and drugs. and books. and coffee. and chocolate. and giant red balloons. or we're through, thats for sure. today is work day. outside its a lovely day. when do i get out? we shall see. 30 minutes coming soon. guitar lessons are fabulous. i'm getting a neat guitar program for my computer, although i'm not completely sure what it does just yet. i want to spend all day riding my bike and letting gwenevere play in the grass and playing frisbee and dancing in the sunshine. who's down this weekend? m, maybe i can get your bike cut off by the weekend. that'd be fine indeed. we should try for saturday morning farmer's market. i'm in if anyone else is. for now i'm going to have an apple, and wait for the break. xo-kt ps-curt: when can i come down this summer? and go to the beach? when are you going to england? we'll have to figure these things out. if my parents move to alaska i'm contemplating getting a job there and living with them for the summer. alaska is neat.
i looked back feeling like i'd been caught doing something secret, and she gave a knowing grin and walked out the door. Peculiar.
You better than fast Thursday, Feb. 12, 2004
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