Monthly Archive for May, 2002
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thank you, all you lovely, lovely people who came to my birthday on saturday. but why, oh why, does the air conditioner decide to break only when you’ve invited people to come stay at your house?
today, i wanted to. i really, really wanted to. but i couldn’t. i can’t.
that’s pretty sad.
anyway, today i’m twenty-four.
lest you think i have any idea what i’m doing here or there or anywhere or with my life, let me assure you that i don’t. at all. at any rate it’s my birthday weekend and a zillion people are coming over. so i won’t see you until sunday or monday, unless i die of vodka, in which case i won’t see you until much, much later than that.






