Tuesday Nov 23, 2004

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The Calculus and I have been bickering again.

It all started when she decided to bring another lover into our bed. Don't get me wrong, her friend was incredible, and it was a grand affair. Double Integration is a swingin' good time.

But ever since then our relationship has gone down hill, and we've been reduced to squabling over theorums...Eular, Taylor. The Calculus is starting to remind me all too much of my dreaded ex, Algebra.

And so The Calculus is giving me the silent treatment, as fiesty women are prone to doing. I think I bombed my midterm.
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fractal:
I justleft you a retarded VM.

excuse me.
delusion:
I am happy and getting healthier by the day. I saw that blue-eyed gorgeous boy in the wheelchair yesterday on State St. He has to be the same one that you used to crush on, even Eric was a little smitten with his disarming smile. So, where did you spend Thanksgiving? I'm sorry there were tears at all. I have a story for you, but I'm not sure how to explain very well without rambling so bear with me. The first time we talked about your mom had a real effect on me and I realized that I take my own so for granted. So, I've made a concentrated effort to show my appreciation. Yesterday, my mom came up and we went shopping with Eric. She bought me a tulle lined vintage dress from the 40's and I twirled around until I was dizzy to watch it flare out around me. Now, my mom has always been irritated by my silliness and my writing and other immaturities like these. Today, I recieved an email from my mom and it said this:
My tulle adorned Jewel,
spinning into our hearts,
He said you were amazing,
You are...

I cried reading it. I'm crying typing it. My mom has never said or written anything like that. I feel so happy I could probably spontaneously combust. Thanks for making me think differently. You have a way of doing that, you know.

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