back in the saddle
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Sunday, February 27, 2005 I've become addicted to itunes. I'd avoided it for a while as I knew that this addiction could happen, but I finally broke down recently and now I'm hooked. hooked I tell you. I've been having overly vivid dreams lately, about ex-boyfriends becoming quasi-literary greats and telling me they're just using it as a way to get tail, or about being caught in the crossfire between rebel groups while in mexico. neither of these things ever happened but you'd think they were real had you had my dreams. unfortuately my waking life is much less entertaining. I bought AC Newman's The Slow Wonder today, finally. It's as great as it should be. I had the same bus driver twice today, and both times he was equally creepy. it was quite unfortunate, I almost pretended to not be waiting for the bus when the bus door opened and I saw him the second time. sadly, I was the only one there. and he didn't do anything to me, there was just something about him, you know? I'm sure he's a horribly nice man. even if he does have a wicked mullet. and snarl when I ask for a transfer. and randomly stop the bus so he can go buy a pop. posted by kim | 11:48 p.m.|
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