your intestines smell of an ignited elevator shaft

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<<Oct. 22, 2003 8:52 p.m.>>
dear elliott, though you had an extra "t" we were like twins...twins. love

it's snowing

!

tonight i had dinner at a boy friend's house. i've known him for years and found it sad that i had never met his parents, so i spent the evening with his charming mother and his ancient father. we laughed, they drank...and they drank, and we laughed at them as they drank. i enjoyed them muchly

why didn't i receive any emails today!? no word of the day, no encyclopedia update, nobody professing their undying love and affection...nothing. my heart is withering

:(

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