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Jun 24, 2005 18:49

I love Jordan Wood.

***

ITS banquet went well.

I feel horrible.

Jen: I love you and your prose.

***

Allmacher and I had a conversation that went as follows today:

(I walk into his room with my box of tissue [yes, I carry one around], my blurry eyes and red nose)
Mo: (nods) I feel your pain.
Me: And I, yours.
Mo: (wipes nose with paper towel)
Me: You could probably use some of these (offers some Puffs Plus). They've been my savior.
Mo: No, you don't have to-
Me: (gives him look) Darling..
Mo: (with the most pitiful look I've ever seen on anyone) Thank you.

We're bonding over death.

Fuck.

*Jess*
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