Nothing stresses me out as much as going to the grocery store.

I am such a Stepford Mom in training - fancy outfit, 30 dollar headband, takin' care of the bebe (which I love), risking a breakdown in the grocery store, and coming home to a stiff drink and being stood up.






I read my first sketchbook from 2003/2004. It was insane. I am into all the same things, I was more productive then, but I am less hokey now.

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Paraphrasing, because I think I lost the letter somewhere (merde!):
"I respect the fact that you have never once given an answer to people who have asked you what you will be doing after college."

Also, from the old sketchbook:
"I like you because you feel a lot like me to me. It seems like you have a secret smile for every moment."