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spent a weird day all by myself, added an extra workout day because i was so bored, chatted with joey, watched british kids dance and cook (i love how my generation is making all the networks create drum-n-bass versions of their traditional programming), headed out to a party in williamsburg. tomorrow i Just might see a mOst special frieNd from outta towN, Oh my!
had a date last night. don't know how it went, really; i think both he and i are hard to read. trying to focus on whether i had a good time or not, but i have to admit that this year has been kinda sucky when it comes to datin', matin', relatin'. not just for me, either (it's not just me, right?)the stars and the stock markets are conspiring against our social relations now. and i still think about things like sitting at lucky strike with b., my ex, and him reaching over to take my glass and say be careful, it's chipped right therelittle, caring things like that that made me fall in love over and over again but never say so to him.
what would things be like if i moved to san francisco or london?
posted August 04, 2001 in delivery. 2002