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"we are walking down the street, holding hands. there's a playground at the end of the block and i run to the swings and climb on, and henry takes the one next to me, facing the opposite direction, and we swing higher and higher, passing each other, sometimes in synch and sometimes streaming past each other so fast it seems like we're goin to collide, and we laugh, and laugh, and nothing can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment."
-- sunday, may 31, 1992 (clare is 21, henry is 28)

01. tell me something i don't know about you.
02. tell me something about anything in the world that you don't think i have knowledge of.
03. recomend a book.
04. recomend some music.
05. tell me what you had for breakfast.


"The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again."

First college came in this week. University of Miami. I am now reminded of how stressful this season's going to get at work.
I think a lot is going to change this fall, big changes and for the better.


Ay me! Sad hours seem long.
Was that my father that went hence so fast?

It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?

Not having, which, having, makes them shorter.


In love?


Of love?

Out of her favor, where I am in love.

Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof.

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?



I spent most of the evening last night watching movies. The first being, Beautiful Girls (1996), one of the best movies I've seen in a while. The Illusionist with Edward Norton and Jessica Biel. A lot better than I thought it would be and then I watched some old favorites like, Ten Things I Hate About You and 40 Days and 40 Nights.

Willie Conway: I just want something beautiful.
Michael 'Mo' Morris: Shit, Willy, we all want something beautiful...

Jan: Only when faced with losing me do you decide you want to spend the rest of your life with me.
Paul: So, what's wrong with that? I didn't like the alternative. I mean that's how one usually comes to a decision anyway, right?
Jan: Wrong again, Paul - one comes to a decision based on what one wants, not based on what one doesn't want. Got it?