Re: dug right outabhoilesSeptember 10 2005, 04:00:04 UTC
come on over to my porch. we'll create our own goddamn reality. and i don't love you for hitting on me, i love you for digging (dugging) your way out of the vortex we (read: you and nathan...) created in high school. call me, shit, email me, i'm still thinking of songs we'd both know.
MY favorite class so far: the Harlem Reniassance with Max. Quote from the professor: "If you don't think you can handle it, maybe you should drop the class."
Oh--and you should write the essay about hair for the new newspaper!!!!!!!! And btw...I do really value how you create situations. Thanks for asking the question that you did the other night. em
YES!!! I LOVE the newspaper idea. Will call you tomorrow before I head into work, hopefully you'll be able to answer. Miss you like a fish misses water. Or something.
And I can't remember the question (I've been trying to all day). What was it?
The question you asked of a certain male, of which the answer made me oh-so-happy right before I went to sleep and when I woke up, I realized it wasn't a dream and that made me happy again. What did you say to him anyway?
I had a wierd dream about spiders last night and you were my roommate--we were living in a hotel. When I flushed the huge spider down the toilet, he moaned, "oh god..." ha!
Pat, I can hear you cringing, FEEL you cringing right about now in your fever-induced what-the-fuck-is-she-talking-about nonsense, and I love you for it, I love you, I love you more than the I-will-relieve-myself-of-all-guilt-by-crying-with-you man, more than avocadoes. More.Than.My.Tomato.Plants. But give me freedom to dream, for far too often I am grounded in reality.
hahaha, you know me so well. I was cringing for all i'm worth. you made me snort so hard some phlegm came up. I will always give you freedom to dream. You're talking to the biggest dreamer of all.
Goddamn. I'm going to have to use those f-ing tomato plants in every comparison essay I write this year.
Guess who called me TWICE tonight, whose calls I DID NOT respond to. I'll give you a hint: bright blue liquor combinations, and Chris Pelkey's apartment.
SPEAKING of your tomato plants, WHEN ARE WE GOING TO HAVE FRIED GREEN TOMATOS??? I want to give them a try so badly.
Fucking Christ, Brian Arietta. Seriously, fucking A. I just randomly disovered the pictures I have from that night which I had buried away with all the other painful pictures from that year I had hoped never to see again.
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how are you?
i wish you were around to hug just so i could hear you squeal...
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oh, and ethical analysis.
PS, don't love me for hitting on you, cuz I wasn't =P
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MY favorite class so far: the Harlem Reniassance with Max. Quote from the professor: "If you don't think you can handle it, maybe you should drop the class."
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You are the essence of real and I love you so much, even just for that. Can't wait for your next letter.
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Em
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And I can't remember the question (I've been trying to all day). What was it?
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I had a wierd dream about spiders last night and you were my roommate--we were living in a hotel. When I flushed the huge spider down the toilet, he moaned, "oh god..."
ha!
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hahaha, you know me so well. I was cringing for all i'm worth. you made me snort so hard some phlegm came up. I will always give you freedom to dream. You're talking to the biggest dreamer of all.
I love you more than your tomato plants, too.
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Guess who called me TWICE tonight, whose calls I DID NOT respond to. I'll give you a hint: bright blue liquor combinations, and Chris Pelkey's apartment.
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Fucking Christ, Brian Arietta. Seriously, fucking A. I just randomly disovered the pictures I have from that night which I had buried away with all the other painful pictures from that year I had hoped never to see again.
Dammit.
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at some point, i stopped doing that, and lately, i've realized that was fairly ridiculous of me.
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p.s. I love your new shoes.
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