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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

12 April 2004 Monday

whee!

slated in moments at 9:55 pm

gushy silly garralous alicson today. hey, alba’s sposed to come home this month. that was a thoroughly logical conjunction, too. at any rate.. the rain’s still heavy now.. heavier, actually, than it was earlier.. and the sun is nothing but a bit of magic that makes a certainly midnight-black sky insist on glowing a beautiful dim blue. i wish we had firm, plump (white/green?) seedless grapes in this house. today. all day. hm. how many ways can i not do the work i intend to do. i’ll bet there’s tons of things i haven’t thought of! wait, wait… give me time. i’ll get ‘em. oh i’ll get them. *does a silly dance in the chair, cuz i’m feeling silly*
—how’s that for a mood?

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