2001-08-11 - 11:09 p.m.
oh man. my counter broke 200 down there. break out the alcohol, we're having a party. heh. i kid, i kid.
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this is truly a great night. i'm covered in black paint and i'm still worried out of my mind, but i am loved! huzzah!
him: i love you, baby.
me: i love you, too.
isn't that sickening? heh. i feel all silly typing it, but i'm insanely happy about that. i can't stop smiling. now if only i could stop worrying about this one thing...i'd be okay.
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