Tuesday Feb 22, 2005

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It's 2:30 a.m.

...doesn't have the same flair as 1:05 a.m., but then I'm not saying it has flair. I can't get to sleep.

I'm trying to think of something else, a valuable second piece of info to make this a snappy Journal....

can't think of anything really. That's the downside of 2:30, and igfw33t8fb csbuiwfubwbbfebasfffffffasdqwqwereqt34 tt4 e.

here's a gnu:
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kay:
*grin* Yeah. People never seem to take me at my, I'm serious, I really do not care word. I'm amused by it, because I told him what I was going to do with the furniture, and he decided to do something else with it. Which is fine, but truly the debating, and him worrying over it like he did, it has definitely been enlightening on how his brain works. I do think ultimately though it will make moving in together in the states much, much easier.

Asking anyone what they want for dinner is bad. THAT is always a relationship quirk, no matter if it is parents, or significant others. Ugh! Thank god I love to cook. I do not bother to ask anyone I just make it. Speaking of food...must find my muffin...

~cheers
whiskeyfightpit:
Yep that's me in the pic. On the outside as per usual.

Gnu's as pretty rad if you ask me. They look like a carnival in a box. Like you can take them anywhere and they would be the life of the party.

If the Gnu race had a soundtrack...I think it would be Art Ensemble of Chicago's "Les Stances Et Sophie".

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