2003-09-14 - 11:53 a.m.
I miss my dear friend H. And I miss the Art Girl. And I miss my S. And I miss S, too.
I think fondly about these people nearly every day. No. Every day. I suppose I should write them some day.
Some day.
Listening to: Isolation Drills by GBV Reading: The Ice Storm by Rick Moody Background: Random