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and then our exile

Sunday, February 01, 2004 at 8:50 p.m.

We didn't go to Shelby & Charlene's potluck after all. Usman's laugh rings through the whole house. Next semester starts tomorrow. Five months filled with nothing but numbers. Every few weeks i want someone (ie, anyone) to drag me out of permutations and whatnot and force me to swallow something else. i plunge in on the morrow. Goodbye.

and then our exile

Sunday, February 01, 2004 at 8:50 p.m.

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