Long Story Short ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- tuesday is never friday, no matter what Gah. Chatter and coffee and not nearly enough anxiety suppressants in the house. Why can't it be Friday with us safely tucked onto a bus, traveling miles from home, gleefully? Rooftop deck how I've missed you! For a weekend we can pretend to be fabulous adults and not struggling ones. If it is not Friday when I finish this cup of coffee I am going to be bummed. Seriously. I am a firm supporter of escapism of all sorts, especially physical. Also? I want to tuck him away and shield him from life but I can't. I want to marry this man. Like, tomorrow. 9:14 p.m. - 2005-02-15 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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