i'm a failure. i can't even fake the death of a stripper.

[blondriot]

i don't write extremely personal entries. i don't even want to try to find the right words. all i know is that whatever is happening to me has also made me thankful for my friends and siblings back home. it's amazing how i hadn't spent more than a day with most of them in the past year, but when i called they were there to let me just listen to

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[blondriot]

i am pretty great...a great burden...i took a cue from you. oh, i slay me.

[blondriot]

well i was sick off of it in the long run, although i don't think it was really the culprit. i have a sneaking suspicion that stress might have been behind it. your dinner sounds really good to me now though.

oh well. so hey, i know we're not really close, but i feel like i have this intense need to talk to a girl. i don't really have a lot of girl friends home or otherwise, but i really think i need that sort of perspective on things. if this would be uncomfortable for you i completely understand. i just think very highly of you and believe you to be extremely intelligent and rational. i can't guarantee that i will make a whole lot of sense, but i would really appreciate your advice sometime.

[blondriot]

thanks so much Lindsay...i will indeed give you a call some time

[lozo]

that breakfast sounds excellent to me...i don't understand what the problem is

[blondriot]

i don't know, too much candy and processed meat for me to digest that early in the morning...it just seemed like something i would have eaten after a night of heavy drinking