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Monday, April 15, 2002
Humid
I'm not dead, I'm just a poor sleeper. Give me some time to regroup, peoples. Haven't you heard how HUMID it is in New York these days? I've got bookmarks to tidy, my website from work to redesign, a club night to organize, a book that needs finishing and a boy who needs some snuggling. I'll be back shortly...