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oh honey. shit shit shit. please come over tonight. I can hug and feed you and ply you with love and drinks, if you want that.
i even have my own copy of you current theme cd to play.
love.
from lizzie
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1:43 pm - Wednesday,January 3, 2001
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One day we will meet up, and have lots of fun. And do things. And listen to Sarah Harmer. And talk. And play. And maybe even sing. And this is the second time I've written this (frickin' frackin' server), and I can't remember what else I wanted to write. Oh! We'll bask in the gloriousness and superfabulousness that is you! And though I'm not there right now, I'm thinking of you, and sending you lots of virtual hugs. <3
from emiline
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7:45 pm - Tuesday,January 2, 2001
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I wish wish wish I could take you out for a night of boozing and bitching. It'd be a pleasure and an honour and you're someone I haven't even spent 24 hours with but I want to have you live closer so that we can be there for each other. Cuz you're awesome. In a big freakin' "how lucky was I to meet her and share a bed with her!" kinda way. And it makes me mad as hell to see you so upset, especially when I am too far to really help out. So just know that if I was anywhere near the vicinity of Toronto, right now I would be painting your nails bright red in preperation for a big fuckin indulgent night out. And I'd be acting stupid and silly and you'd be laughing at me, and every time you needed to bitch I would nod and swear at appropriate intervals. We'd talk. A lot. About everything and anything. There would be pixy stix involved too.
I can't be there to massage the knots out of your back but I can wish that things get easier for you, and let you know that whatever any assholius tels you, I think you're pretty fucking awesome.
from Anna Banana
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7:37 pm - Tuesday,January 2, 2001
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My beautiful, beautiful penny is tarnished and I don't know how to clean it. All I can do it love it and hold it and be there when it looks at me with sadness and questions "why," and all I'll be able to answer is "I don't know" but I so want it to be enough, I want my penny to shine again, shine like the bright star it once was, it should be, it will be again.
from Gayle
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8:28 pm - Monday,January 1, 2001
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Hi honey.
I still love you more than you could imagine.
from lizzie
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4:10 pm - Monday,January 1, 2001
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I, too, have fallen under the Sarah Harmer spell. She's so wonderful it terrifies me to think that someday I will maybe probably inevitably be in a these-words-were-written-for-me situation.
I hope you're holding up well. I'm going to be a week or two or three late coming back to Toronto, but hot chocolate and tea are musts for when I return. Thinking of you.
from denise
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0:19 am - Sunday,December 31, 2000
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not to be nosey @ all... but hopefully u'll feel better about urself soon... be happy if u can
from djoffspring
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10:52 pm - Saturday,December 30, 2000
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so glad you're feeling improved... keep it up, doll. love...
from kerykes
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9:52 pm - Thursday,December 28, 2000
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you are a poetess. vivid. a rainbow after a heavy rain. keep it up and keep your chin up.
from katherine
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8:00 am - Thursday,December 28, 2000
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sympathy sympathy sympathy
empathy, too... i was there last week. poor sicky.
from april
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5:23 pm - Monday,December 25, 2000
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