Friday, December 20, 2002

Where Do I Go To Fall From Grace?

Nothing like a dayquil stupor and being dinged from BigLaw to make you feel all existential and fuzzy. My coughs are salty and taste like chlorine. Certain Someone is back in all eyes averted mode, which bugs me despite the fact I know she's not the one. But it does bug me as an impoliteness. Maybe I'm just some reincarnated British fop.

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