Regarding my undercover friend.
I sobbed last night to, first, my mother, and second, James Krepps.
I feel so much better now.
And I told Irene and she said I should tell her when I feel things, and I later I said she can read my diary whenever she wants, and she said Or you could just tell me, nicely.
I never even thought of it that way.
yeah, everything i type in here i normally drunkenly slur to somebody. even if it is on voice mail. ryn: what message are you talking about? i leave you, like, 20. and i’ve been drunk for the past month….go figure.
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ryn: oh! absolutely not. well, maybe i was a little drunk. but i still thought an invite would be nice…. but that’s cuz you’re one of the people i favor.
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manhattan. no, actually, i go to school here, but i guess it’s kinda true to tell people that i live here. nine months out of the year.
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ryn: Yep… and I can’t help but wonder what the server speed will be like tomorrow evening when everyone is on. 300,000 people… that will use up some serious bandwidth.
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reader’s passwords are temporarily disabled though, right?
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No fair leaving private entries what Reader’s Passwords don’t work!
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