no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

11.02.2004

11 pm. Just got home from school. Andy and Chris left today. I will miss having peopel around but my house still smells like boys even after leaving my windows open all day with the rain. Oh well. It was fun to have them around.

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