Saturday, April 24, 2004

the roommate and i have seemingly solved all our issues - that is to say that we have gotten drunk together, avoided the sticky parts and pretended that all is well.

three bottles of champagne can smooth a long stretch of bumpy road.

am missing the company of The Librarian horribly would be loathe to admit it in any formal way since i've already decided that we wouldn't suit. this admission, of course, is the product of those three bottles of champagne.

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