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wTuesday, October 26, 2004

As you may already know, I get giddy over the silliest of things, like my new Hello Kitty mobile phone wallpaper, rocky road brownies, crazy comic strips, freaky-like-hell-because-you-just-hit-the-jackpot readings, hefty discounts (yay, discount cards rule!), mushy reminders from across the miles, sans rival, black olives, colorful cocktail straws, durable (& funky) paper towels, this new roast beef pizza with a cream cheesy crust topped with extra mozzarella, & the hope that someday my simple yet ambitious plans with Zhy (as well as hers with Rissa & mine with ^_^) would come true 3-5 years from now. But nothing really can sustain my interest & need to live until 40. I'm also getting tired of picking up stray kittens down the street. It's not that I can save the world by fostering a few cats every now & then. I can't even save myself.

(MOTD) = Splender - Yeah, Whatever

posted by Andalusia at 10/26/2004 04:23:00 PM