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2013-02-12 - 9:46 p.m.

yours as ever, whistling past the graveyard.

it's like one of those crying-while-singing-and-eating vaudeville routines, where individually mundane and manageable things combine in a way that is bafflingly unreal. perhaps you've noticed i have not defended, did not graduate in december.

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‪go kristin‬
if you survive until thursday, you can eat candy and pho
so kristin
go kristin
go kristin go

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reading: amsterdam stories, like being smothered in lint.
listening to: a dear friend's selections from debussy, on guitar.
working on: winding yarn.
in the garden: all the cactus on my windowsill are blooming.


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