Tuesday, Mar. 15, 2005 - 2:01 a.m.
dilemma

I hate that I walk down the street after a particularly good and smooth yoga class, on my way to the bus, and I think of a billion wonderful things to write about. Interesting, insightful, ponderous, different, thoughtful. Yet when I get home, it's gone, all of it. Because I didn't have the presence of mind to at least make notes while walking down the street?

I am stuck between a boy I love but never want to be with, and another boy that loves me and I never want to be with. What's a girl to do after two bottles of wine and a third of a tab of ex?


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