It's just life
I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd.

So, yeah.

Thursday, Jul. 06, 2006
It's been an interesting week and I've been making plans to have sex with as many people as possible because I've been so cranky with him.

Then I get this voicemail from him:

Hi, I was just sitting on the porch having a cup of coffee thinking about things. And I think I've figured out what I want to do. And if what I want to do matches up with what you want to do, well then we'll stick it on the plan shelf.

So, yeah. Moving here in August.

5:14 p.m. ::
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