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Jan 28, 2006 17:23

There is a sort of monastic simplicity in so-broke-buying-isn't-even-an-option.
I've never been so excited to receive a .40 gift - his half of the 2 cent stamps tucked away in vellum wrapping.

And later...

I wish he'd been angrier. I was anticipating his echoing glare and withdrawn blame that would sustain my decision for at least as long as we spoke again. Damn those damaged eyes, always leaping no matter the cost.
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