February 14th, 2002

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Motownphilly is stuck in my head.

And I'm looking at scanners – the 9600 dpi kind, not the movie.

God, it's kinda lonely with no one to talk to, but the cats.

Lauren snores. But not a lot.

About as often as anyone I know.

What's really fun though is talking back to her in her sleep.

God I love that.

“It's time for the tobacco,” she mutters.

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I miss best-friend-Asa.

I was insanely intent on making an album and other stuff when he was here, so I didn't pay anywhere near enough attention.

But maybe he'll be around at the end of March, when I'm closer to some part of Seattle.