somewhere there is a therapist rubbing his/her hands together in glee at the thought of being sped headily towards early retirement if i ever decide to deal with all the emotional matching luggage i've been lugging around for years. they'll just have to wait though; i guess normal could be kind of cool but i'm pretty comfortable being me and as my dad once said to me (albeit during a completely unrelated conversation about boyfriends) "better the devil you know than the devil you don't know".
10:31 p.m. - June 11, 2004
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