7:28 p.m.||||2003-10-29

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...just an I'm not dead, note.

I planned on not writing until I had gotten myself more together and stopped using this journal as a place to constantly complain. And so. I haven't updated much.

IN lighter news, Treya sent me a package of books and magazines and I'm practically giddy with the relief of having new cool stuff to read, and the joy of having someone who thinks of me and just does cool shit, for the sake of their feeling better. She is one of the most thoughtful people I've ever known and really, a much closer friend than so many of my local ones.

Anyway, maybe I'll get back on board with this thang soon - for now I must go make dinner for my loveable terrible toddler of two. (WHo, by the way, is talking a blue streak now, albeit about half is still in a foreign tongue. He is obssessed with the moon and right now is very vocally taking a poo. so, later,)