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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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[I am not very good at html]
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Sunday, June 02, 2002
par-tay [or "open house"] at my house in less than an hour.
you are -all- invited.
4-7p.
food is pro-vided.
of course, meaning it is free.
if you need directions, call me.
yay for graduating.
3:08 PM
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