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Monday, June 04, 2007

The pizzas are taking so long. The hydrochloric acid is burning a hole into my intestines.

Anyway, Ting, we'll each get the hugs we so need on wednesday. I swear. Cross my heart out.

I really dont mean to let anybody down. But when I cant confirm and cancel on you repeatedly, it doesnt mean I dont care. I just wish Jeremy can see that. Of all people, you should know.

Not to mention Hyde seems to be back after such a long haitus. She gave me such an evil eye I cut Eddie's call short.

Why is it that everything's tossed into the air the moment its settled? Weird isnt it?
1:33 PM