chicago and new yorkrojochaquetaJanuary 4 2003, 10:03:38 UTC
i tried calling you, just now and many times before... before it kept ringing, and now it says its not a working number!
oh jackie i miss talking to you, i had a crazy past couple of months. I'll write you a letter today about my adventures and heart aches. I was hoping to hear your voice again....
i am glad you are over and out of there if it can stir such sentiments.
and really.. well.. i will talk to you in person sometime soon, if at all possible. we have stories to trade {a permanent state of existence as of late, it seems} and yeah. since your phone ain't a-workin, email me your address when you see this, or something along those lines.
and, just to give you something dumb to smile about: in the time it took me to type this, cosmo pulled the lid partially off a box lying on the floor next to the computer desk, climbed inside, sniffed around and then sat there and poked his nose out a hole in the side, then climbed back out.
i am not "doing" anything with my life? about to take the greatest leap one can.....taking valentine's holidays in st louis--in a grandois hotel that carey grant once frequented....marbled hallways and chandeliers, all but dimmed nnext to my pounding heart. oh the days may go so swiftly.....i have found "the one to grow old with". oh! babies! and we will have a house. with a puppy. and that red couch i want so badly. no more alone. and my job! oh my job! i get to coo at the little babes wrapped in tiny soft warm blankets... and chris finally has a new buddy. not since the days of one i won't mention have i heard him have such great conversation. they will move in together. yes. untill the "big day".
and if you want, you may return to omaha- to watch me "doing nothing" with my life. walking down an old aisle of a cathedral we both know so well.
i am sorrie to disappoint, but i hope i am nnot included in your list here.
i have touched so many lives---even in the past week.
thanks for the valid opinion. this entry was written in the past- thus holds past thoughts and feeling to it. and, of course, i am still young with indecision. though i know that your comment is completely unecessary and has done nothing but provoke me to write to you, if you are who i think you are. i hope the stars are still allowed to shine on your face.
p.p.s. the whole entry was relaying and overlooking a broad amount it wa one, foul swoop of an entry... not unlike that of the broad statements children make when upset. i will never include dana, grant, alex, mark.. shauna, in any of these broad statements. my vast loyalty and love only is allowed to those few i do so choose to receive it (and what a damn it can be sometimes, i have learned)- and these same people are completely excluded from all swoop statements i might ever make. kind of an enlightenment of these few in my mind. they are no longer anyOne or everyOne, but just One and Once Apon A Time: sometimes the figment of my memory bed and sentimental IV drip. i miss you.
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before it kept ringing, and now it says its not a working number!
oh jackie i miss talking to you, i had a crazy past couple of months. I'll write you a letter today about my adventures and heart aches. I was hoping to hear your voice again....
love,
your rojo
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i am glad you are over and out of there if it can stir such sentiments.
and really.. well.. i will talk to you in person sometime soon, if at all possible. we have stories to trade {a permanent state of existence as of late, it seems} and yeah. since your phone ain't a-workin, email me your address when you see this, or something along those lines.
and, just to give you something dumb to smile about: in the time it took me to type this, cosmo pulled the lid partially off a box lying on the floor next to the computer desk, climbed inside, sniffed around and then sat there and poked his nose out a hole in the side, then climbed back out.
take care {really},
claire d.
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if i would have known, we could have hung out for a bit.
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about to take the greatest leap one can.....taking valentine's holidays in st louis--in a grandois hotel that carey grant once frequented....marbled hallways and chandeliers, all but dimmed nnext to my pounding heart. oh the days may go so swiftly.....i have found "the one to grow old with". oh! babies! and we will have a house. with a puppy. and that red couch i want so badly. no more alone. and my job! oh my job! i get to coo at the little babes wrapped in tiny soft warm blankets...
and chris finally has a new buddy. not since the days of one i won't mention have i heard him have such great conversation. they will move in together. yes. untill the "big day".
and if you want, you may return to omaha- to watch me "doing nothing" with my life. walking down an old aisle of a cathedral we both know so well.
i am sorrie to disappoint, but i hope i am nnot included in your list here.
i have touched so many lives---even in the past week.
and i think- yes- i know- i once touched yours.
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though i know that your comment is completely unecessary and has done nothing but provoke me to write to you, if you are who i think you are.
i hope the stars are still allowed to shine on your face.
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the whole entry was relaying and overlooking a broad amount
it wa one, foul swoop of an entry... not unlike that of the broad statements children make when upset.
i will never include dana, grant, alex, mark.. shauna, in any of these broad statements. my vast loyalty and love only is allowed to those few i do so choose to receive it (and what a damn it can be sometimes, i have learned)- and these same people are completely excluded from all swoop statements i might ever make. kind of an enlightenment of these few in my mind. they are no longer anyOne or everyOne, but just One and Once Apon A Time: sometimes the figment of my memory bed and sentimental IV drip. i miss you.
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