my dear friend lori lester is visiting. if you know her, you are so jealous that we are together. [so sorry!] anyway, we had the task of finding flea powder to put on my carpet last night. elvis moved out a long time ago, but he might have left some friends behind that just hatched. [yuck.] all that to say, lori said: this has got to be what it's like breaking up with a guy who leaves you with an std. yeah, thanks elvis, for the std's.
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amelie.
crash.
everything is illuminated.
garden state.
good will hunting.
juno.
little miss sunshine.
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stranger than fiction.
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- change.
- emma elizabeth = darling.
- secret sender?
- oh sam, oh sam.
- monday monday monday.
- modified vegetarian.
- finally.
- test day.
- anti-white? what?
- elvis in my ears.
- a knight and a princess?
- trying some new things.
- it was too good to be true.
- std's.
- this is why...
- counseling the culturally diverse.
- "follow through with the racket over your shoulder!"
- eleven and a half hours of sleep.
- okkervil river is worth your time.
- apparently i liked to be naked on trains.
- one more movie...
- boys don't cry.
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