MY OH MY, OH HOW YOU DO REFLECT THE SUN

12:20 a.m. x 2004-03-06

WOW. WOW. WOW.

...whoa. i feel like i've swallowed a firecracker. a flailing, beautiful firecracker.

and i saw "fiddler on the roof", and gave bridget a big hug because she was a fantastic fiddler, and i saw "the passion of the christ" the other day with bethany and jordan. as much as i enjoyed both these theatrical outings, i admit to sleeping through portions of both. all of this seems so insignificant compared to the crashing lust in my heart, and the fact that martha is most certainly on her way to jail. but even martha cannot compete with the fact that i can feel my heart beating practically everywhere on my body.

and i have to say - THANK YOU SO MUCH, CLARE, for understanding. all that possessive paranoid psychotic discharge about my 'relationship etiquette' - i've never had someone respect and understand my standards before. THANK YOU SO MUCH <3 really really really.

hehe...WOW...hey, why, if the characters were jewish, did the main character cross himself in one scene?...tradiTION...

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
JOBJOBJOB
interviewinterviewinterview
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11