in the fashion of sitcoms, i have spoken too soon. she hasn’t left, she leaves tomorrow morning. the wedding is later.

50 minutes ago the phone rang. it was her, she read it all. speechless. maybe that’s good. (i’d like to take time out of the current message to say a little hello to my friend stephanie.) something tells me i think too much. good thing i have an outlet. writing is good. music is good. writing music is hard. playing music is outside of the realms of possibilities right now for me. just plain ol’ don’t know how.

the library let me check out some cds. moby, so-so. violent femmes, better. but i had them for two weeks. i think it’s been three. i need to take them back soon. it’s on russ’ account. so i don’t know how much that figures out to. i think i’m going to take them back soon.

adam.

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