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leading a life less ordinary, but way more lame.
Monday, September 24, 2007
High On A Hill
Elizabeth, on an offer of sex:
You're the last person - even after girls and animals.
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My horoscope for the rest of 2009: I will no longer be having an existential crisis. I will be too busy moving and having actual crises. And eating cookies.
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