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Friday, March 12, 2004

So maybe ESH isn't the best thing to watch if you aren't among friends. Cait and I definetely had a time watching it. I'm such a great host...we ended the night with both of us bawling on the couch for twenty minutes. And it's really not a sad movie! At least now I know that it isn't just me who gets upset at the ending. This was pretty bad though, even worse then the SITC finale. It's nice how Cait and I can share these things ...

I have the entire house to myself for the night...and I am doing absolutely nothing worthwhile. Maybe I'll straighten my hair. That's usually a good half-hour job.

So I know I'm looking forward to festival tomorrow. Martin's bringing me coffee. It's gonna be great. Seriously though, If we don't go on tomorrow, I don't think I could be any happier. I'm looking forward to going to States and walking round Boston with Martin on my birthday and not having St Peter there. Hmmm...Throw in Cait, Miles, Birk, dancing and some orange soda and you've got the perfect day, my friend.

Geiselle....haha


ash @ 10:33 PM