now she's a little boy in spain playing pianos filled with flames

5:20 p.m. x 2006-01-01

i remembered something really strange today. something really strange - "strange" with the most negative connotation that i can attach to it.

i've had this diary for a long time.

CELEBRATE FEBRUARY 6TH. go back (2003) and if you can read my aGoNiZiNgLy tween writing (i keep it up to demonstrate the growth of brain cells) you can just make out that i was off to spend the night at tweaks, i thought. and we wound up going to clare's. i didn't know clare. i met her in the midst of my research on mormons. it's clare's birthday tomorrow.

tweak was supposed to come over at noon today for her xmas presents, but she got sick, so i'm waiting for her call again. i can drop them off...she doesn't have to hang out with me if she doesn't want to (though i wish she would), but i do want to give her her presents cause i think she'll like them...{a pillow & a book}. i'm giving clare her birthday gift tonight (a tshirt).

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
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