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Sunday, October 14, 2007
I want a purple elephant.

Just spotted some typos in one of my previous posts. Unfortunately, proofreading has never been a strong point of mine.

So we finally meet, my dearest bestie. After nearly a year and countless cancelled appointments, we finally had one of our fabulously random conversations. There always seems to be a non-exhaustive list of things to talk about, and always so little time. As usual, you're completely spot-on about so many things.

A pinch of nostalgia, and some regret.
Add a dash of bittersweetness, too.

Sine Curve, Cosine Curve.

Nyahah.

You're so precious, you really are. (:

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