breakfast this morning with my best friend, who sets off on friday for her big journey abroad...
six weeks in amsterdam/northern france/the uk. my eyes are a nice shade of spruce, but i am also giddy with excitement, as she's doing it totally on her own.
happy trails, kat!
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
so titled by my beloved friend jerry. the not-so-much-a soap opera that is my life as i simultaneously embrace and attempt to avoid genuine adulthood
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okay, hooker, what happened to "i'm going to write something everyday..."
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