I love the rain but hate it in summer, it fucks shit up.
jon k, noah, doldrums, helicopters not playing, by that point I told Desirae some other time. I should call denise. Who knows if anyone else is showing up. whatever.
I feel faint. I am freakout.
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later:
Jenny and Lauren, two friends from ages ago, came by, along with a friend of Lauren's. Mary Beth came over too, making it a quasi-fifth grade reunion. I forgot how much I like these people.
I think that thing, you know, when high school seniors finally talk to people they like again, is happening.
That, and a phone call, has saved me for tonight. I am desperate for tomorrow night. I am lonely.
Posted by samantha at August 21, 2004 02:59 PM