wherein a bird's head is consumed down to the skull
posted on Sunday, Apr. 29, 2007 @ 03:05

this entry is from the last time that i moved, in june 2004. it marked the ultimate end of my friendship with jennifer, the one person other than leah and owen i've ever been absurdly close to. when i found this entry friday at work, i started crying. i got to the part about the popsicles and couldn't hold it in. i thought maybe you could fill your sunday with drama. go ahead, it's on me.

in other news, there is a dead bird in the alley by the parking lot being slowly eaten by fire ants. if you'd like to read about my neurosis when it comes to dead animals, venture no further.

well, i told owen half an hour ago i would go over to the old place and help him. i guess i should leave.

<3, chels

p.s. this is about how i feel nowadays as well. and lazy, obviously, since i just keep sending you to past entries. they're still valid, though.

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