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I've just finished doing dishes while listening to the mixed CD I made for Nick. Before that I listened to Maria's Django Reinhart mix. I miss ~~~~+=+=s!! I've got a wall of lush tinkling piano dancing nostalgia. I'm debating whether to go to Portland or not -- I wish Drew and Rose could come... inevitably I'll get lost and stop driving in the middle of

cracktown's cracktown.

*dance dance!! Mirah!*

I'm thinking about going to the zoo. Now all of a sudden I miss Drew. What's up, Drew? I bet you're in a car with your parents right now. I'm listening to "there's apples in the treeees!"

Oh yes.

Aww that was so sweet.

*Yawn.*

ART CLUB! has an lj community, which is lame. Laaaame. If there is a livejournal community for ART CLUB!, there should be a livejournal community dedicated to Lucas' hair, because you know everyone worships it. If one wanted to start a rumor at school, the best place to do so would be on Livejournal. Half the school reads that damned thing . . I'm going to make an email list or something, to avoid lameness. Oh, and I hope knitting club starts ASAP. I want to hang with David. I haven't talk to him much all year and that's sad.

Today's theme is Interpol -- soft, loud, blasting, dancing, and car-booming.
All possible efforts have been made to spaz passersby at stoplights with blaring indie goodness.

Hey.

I am so so so completely fucked.