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2005 6 May :: 11.31 pm
:: Mood: Sick and happeh
:: Music: Short Dick Man and Erik's picking of songs
Erik's nervous because I made him pick his favorite song.
Emily, this boy is 5'11''?!?!
I'm making him stop drinking his milk, he's not allowed to grow-up.
But goodness, this boy has grown a lot in... the 3 months I haven't seen him.
Me : I want to poke you
Erik: So poke a pillow and throw it up in the air.
Erik: Then poke it again, throw it in a corner and poke it some more.
xD Because that's basically his reaction.
I am awake you foo'!
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2004 13 October :: 10.14 pm
........
We are not sure of sorrow,
And joy was never sure;
Today will die tomorrow;
Time stoops to no man's lure;
........
[Algernon Charles Swinburne 1837-1909, The Garden of Proserpine]
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