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[gunsnbutter]

Trouble on the trains, so I hoofed it to work with a bloody heel. We are so far from home when we're at our desks, it feels. There are animals back there and the lingering smell of cinnamon raisin toast, and warmth from the sun. Dirty sheets and laundry and dishes that just sit, stacked

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[scruffulous]

wonder if he'll read it. how he hasn't turned up on the internet already is a real mystery.

[gunsnbutter]

i really doubt he knows about this account but since i have my real name listed on myspace and friendster it just seems...at least possible that he's seen me.