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Written on 03 April 2004 at 11:34 a.m.

Ack Jason wants me to learn to drive his car today. Ack. Standard. I've always had automatic transmission so I don't. Know. What. To. Do. Scary.

But we have to be done by five-ish because you know, the basketball.

I'm glad it is the weekend.

Yesterday we went to Borders and I read a whole book while Jason looked at guitar magazines. It was okay. Something about babies that was right at the front door... it was British I'm pretty sure because they kept saying "fell pregnant." What is that all about anyway? Where is the falling that is involved? Anyway.

Gotta shower, we've had a lazy morning.

xoxoxo


I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love