Jesus loves the little children.

[_stagebound]

I feel like I owe it to you to make this entry, even though there has been no substancial closure to "Summer" or whatever you'd call these past ten weeks. It's only right that You cried today, Mother. I'd go into my analyst bullshit, but even I don't want to sit through that

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[o_live_juice]

I wanted to talk to you last night. I wanted to wish you a happy senior year and thank you for hanging out with me and for driving me places and for harmonizing with me and for discussing those things that everyone else finds boring and for rocking my summer '06. I do appreciate it, and I do appreciate you.