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I went to the auction last night. I talked to dick smith. we were talking about matt, and how much everyone misses him. i thought he was going to cry. (dick not matt) i know i dont deserve him. i snap out about everything, because im so high-strung. and he never gets mad back. he just trys to get me to talk things out, and he plays no woman no cry on his bass. whereas i listen to coldplay, but their first cd isnt all that uplifting. so that doesnt work. hes the only thing that seems to work sometimes. i'm a little too hardass with him sometimes. i mean, im sensitive. if someone says something wrong to me, i go bizerk and get so frustrated with them. i told matt this, and he said well babe, you really dont let anyone see that side of you, so no one knows that about you. i know kaley is probably getting tired of me talking about him. i think i might bring her to the beach. tara canceled on me last minute, so i wouldnt talk to her at all last night. (kaley if you comment saying your free im going to hit you)
dianas party was last night. god, i felt like such an intruder. i let my dog out, and then she ran over to kristen obrien, so i had to follow. then diana was like eat cake. eat ice cream. now. becca and laura came over and gave me a water balloon. i have it downstairs in a cup since it was leaking.
rachel-- ohmygod its a cow!
me-- uhm thanks rach.
rachel-- no i meant your dog.