How could one feel even lonelier when one is among good companions?
Would it be ever somebody to hold one's hand?
See how lovely the fireworks crack...
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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Still stories of life (or is it the lack thereof?) of a thirty-three-year-old grad student recently employed engaged happily married and with a one year old
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