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Jul 14, 2005 17:48

returning like a wayward puppy, dragging tail and all. coughing up a dream of a dream (and so on and so forth), spitting out the quarters he ate because he wouldn't do it himself. I keep lists. This is important in determining what kind of person I am. (add emphasis to that, though I don't care on which syllables or words.) Sixteen hours later ( Read more... )

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caitfish July 14 2005, 22:06:32 UTC
God, I am so glad that you wrote this.

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irrationale July 15 2005, 00:20:13 UTC
me too.

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