Saturday, August 16, 2003

New best feeling in the world:

Coming home late after what has proved to be an entirely unproductive, uneventful day except for the .3 second glance I can recall from this morning of a certain someone buttoning up his shirt for work, hair still wet from the shower. However, I have discovered that the best friend I've been claiming for approximately 14 months is the favorite poet I never knew I had.

She is a genius in more ways than I ever realized. Go read something.

Heather at 10:42 PM

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