it's 11:11 pm, on April 17, 2008 - "You disappear mid-sentence".

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a. katy asked me yesterday why, if I think I found (not THE, but A) person meant for me, why I didn't just *fix* it, and I couldn't answer. it may mean that it wasn't a person meant for me, huh? see-saw back and forth on this question is still balancing mostly at "what?"

b. gotten more action in the last two weeks than I have in the last eight months. rock on, living for your own pleasure and fuck the right thing to do! er.

c. I am going to the sasquatch music festival, where REM, New Pornographers, Death Cab for Cutie, and the Cure are playing. I am }{ close to going to the Pemberton Music festival as well, which, headliners include the Hip, Jay-Z, N.E.R.D., and Tom Petty. (and many others.) the first, I am going to with my partner in crime for REM; the second I won't go to because I don't have a partner in crime for any other bands anymore.

d. REM's new album's first song is called "living well is the best revenge". if only I could take it to heart.

e. I sometimes wonder if I wrote this predicting the last two years. like, before I knew, I knew. I mean, the fic isn't linear, and the end, I suppose, was never the happy ending.

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