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disgusting weather today.
matched my mood quite nicely.
although, the maternal unit and i did go to see "chicago" which was quite the amusement. it's funny how anytime i go see any kind of show, i come out with an insane urge to take lessons of some kind, as if it were only a matter of finding the right teacher, spending enough time, and suddenly: i'd be a star.
embarrassing thought really, when taken out and examined.

found out that d's flight to seattle is when we thought, so hopefully our date will go as planned. i hope so. i find myself missing him quite terribly, and yet when we talk on the phone it's easy to slip into curt reiterations and retracings. must try and avoid that. i feel like i know how to start getting us back to where we want to be, but i'm afraid habitual patterns of wrongness will be hard to set aside.

moon time approaching. i can feel my edginess and feelings of doom coming in ever increasing waves.

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And by the way, I was singing "He Had It Coming" for weeks. Was that the Best Thing Ever, or what?