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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Friday, January 13, 2006
 
I know this sounds terribly shallow, but my once baggy jeans were horribly snug 6 weeks ago but they're now back to their previous state of carefree being and I am tremendously ecstatic.

Anything holds the potential of being addictive. Smoking; shopping; binge eating; lingerie shopping; make-up shopping; running; the internet; getting curls to stay in your hair; getting tighter curls to stay in your hair; bargain cd shopping. Even the laundry.

I'm satiated right now. Maybe it's the vodka. Maybe it's the night. Maybe it's because my flat is in order for the first time in goodness-knows-how-long. Maybe it's the overdose of musicals I've been putting on the stereo. It's all the happiness in the air from the musicals. Maybe it's the anticipation for 'The Producers' movie. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's the jeans.
Yeah, I think it's the jeans.

 

 
   
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