you're the magic that holds the sky up
let's go get lost, let's go get lost
2003-06-29
3:26 a.m.

number one. aran keating emailed me asking if i wanted to hang out.

number two. i saw beth friend on the veranda of the hotel at which i am the hostess with the mostest. (i am. i wouldn't lie about that.)

number three. i have a pretty freaking nice tan.

number four. i've been trying to call a lot of you for a very long time, and have been having some difficulty getting in touch with you. i think you know who you are. (uh, that means all of you. please visit me.)

number five. i'm late to work.

back to :: the future
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though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, it's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run

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