2001-05-17 :: 1:52 p.m.


God I hate feeling all weirded out by people not replying to my emails. I am being illogical and hormonal today.

That would explain me crying last night over Camper Van and Wheat.

Oh, and this gorgeously illustrated book made me get all shmushy weepy too.




"Tell the truth, maybe now, maybe later, maybe never, maybe I can't tell..."


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