<< | 2003-10-22 @ 8:04 p.m. | >>
still trying

I'm at Trisha's apartment right now. Tucked into her little back room, typing away at her computer. For once I'm not at work.

I wanted to continue my discussion of ungrace. And what I think it is...

first of all, it's everywhere.

everywhere? you ask innocently.

Yes, everywhere.

What else would cause us to do the ridiculous things that we do?

I have to finish this later.

Sorry!

love, Trace

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