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I didn't see you.

And the beautiful girl missed her entrance.

Save your breath this time around. You're too beautiful and it's late.

I hope Livejournal lives forever. I know my love for it will.

I'm back in New Hampshire.

I work with a child with cerebral palsy. I gave him a bath yesterday.

I want to see you this week (amphiboly intended).

Good-by!

Postscript. fourfiveninefourfoursixthree

Elder Sam Burgess
California Roseville Mission
8331 Sierra College Blvd, Ste 208
Roseville, CA 95661-9486

I really am in Yuba City: 605 Queens Ave Apartment #3 Yuba City, California 95991.

The vacuity of my Redding mailbox was depressing.

My new mailbox is located at:

267 I Street
Lincoln, California 95648

I hope it'll make new friends with my old ones.

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Sans Sam's standard sesquipedalians:

I'm leaving for California tomorrow morning.

I'm leaving my heart in Brookline.

I left her with a ring.

I hope she remembers me.

I'll be back in two years.

Good-by.

[In retrospect, I should never have spent money jewelry. Oops.]

This is a post for the people:

a post sans thought;
a post without concern;
a post devoid of greatness.

A post more fitting for a Post-It.

This is a post for you.

Starting in June, I will spend the next two years of my life in the Roseville, California area.

In a world where offense is taken at the slightest slight, Livejournal presents the writer with a peculiar audience, an audience consisting entirely of friends. In a more standard outlet, negative repercussions emanating from a critical statement or disparate opinion are only felt when financial (and, of late, physical) securities are threatened, ( Read more... )