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Under The Power Of Wal-Tussin.
2003-01-16//12:21 a.m.

Kia Ora-

'There's a mirror-lake before me but I'm frozen when it's time to jump/It's like maybe I'm afraid of what I find when indepenence comes...'
-Tim & Neil Finn, Only Talking Sense, 1993

God, am I tired. The flu that everyone has/had is trying to get it's grip on me. Fuck you, buddy--not before vacation. I've beend adequately doping myself up and dressing warm (except for shorts) in order to stave off the illness. And I stayed at work tonight until almost midnight working on that big project I was talking about yesterday. I finished the first part, so that's good. I may call in ill tomorrow as I should have today. Actually, today has been a blur--not bad, but not coherent. Knowhatimean?

I recieved a surprising e-mail today from Elanit Kayne, the artist I was raving about a few months ago whom I saw on CNN. It was incredibly thoughtful of her to write and she seems really nice. I keep trying to reply but I'm not sure what to say.

Well, more doping up and some sleeping. :)

Heart,

-N.

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