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Monday, April 15, 2002
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lyrics running through my head:
When I am with you,
there's no reason to pretend that
when I am with you,
I feel flames again,
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just put me inside you - I would never ever leave...
just put me inside you - I would never ever leave you.
-Flames Jon Crosby of VAST
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I just checked my mail for the first time in a small age... and happily found a letter from Adam Newman. Evidently his band enamor has added some more mp3s to it's audio section. I can't wait to get on a comp with a sound card so that I can listen to them. You should too. I haven't heard the entire band play live yet, but even just Adam, on an acoutsic and a ratty old microphone, was powerful enough to make everything but his music stop existing for a space. Its amazing stuff.
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I've got that sinking crawling feeling in my stomach this afternoon that means that I have probably hurt someone I didn't mean to. I gave T the link to this page without properly explaining the meaning of "this is a rant" - and have the sneaking suspicion that my PMS ridden ravings have probably ruined things for us. Argh... I almost feel like crying. I hate it when I fuck up like this. HATE it. I can give everyone else the benefit of the doubt, excuse any unkindnesses directed toward myself - but when it comes to me there is no excuse. I am the stuff of dreams. I am other than human. [and] there is no excuse.
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