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i haven't slept all night because i'm trying not to let a single waking moment here in ridgewood go to waste. i'm just savoring the feeling of being here, if that's possible. yesterday night ortiz, mark, zack, susan putnins, katrina, mary, and i went and saw the BEST MOVIE EVER. sorry, i mean SAM RAIMI'S MAGNUM OPUS. woah, actually it's UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLY GOOD. hah, o rite. i'm talking about Spiderman 2. most of us were intoximacated in some way. it's the best time i've had in a looooong while, being drunk and/or stoned and/or sober. and prior to that there was a gunslinger bonanza in zack's garden. good times. i'm not going to bother talking about what i've been spending my nights thinking about and what i've been doing, but i will say that i really appreciated a night like tonight/yesternight. i guess its not the feeling of being here that i'm savoring (i mean, it is ridgewood), but the happiness that's making me smile right now because i was with people i like and respect and love and can trust.
hey fiancy, come out of your house. a lot of people want to meet you. and i miss you.
okay, enough of waxing excessively poetic about people and places i miss. i was reading "a sort of homecoming" yesterday, and it made me cry a li'l bit, embarrassing as it is. still, it's really good. about death between friends; it made me a little sad. i'm really happy i had last night. it would have been ten million times better with a certain kim, but eh. my eyes are burning. i should sleep. boy am i happy.
hey fiancy, come out of your house. a lot of people want to meet you. and i miss you.
okay, enough of waxing excessively poetic about people and places i miss. i was reading "a sort of homecoming" yesterday, and it made me cry a li'l bit, embarrassing as it is. still, it's really good. about death between friends; it made me a little sad. i'm really happy i had last night. it would have been ten million times better with a certain kim, but eh. my eyes are burning. i should sleep. boy am i happy.