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Monday, December 04, 2000

In December, my heart's full of spring / I could phone you, tell you everything

Caught the PATH train with one second to spare; walked into the J. Crew on the mezzanine of the World Trade Center just as "I Was Born On Christmas Day" came on the stereo. I browsed around until it was finished (even though I had just meant to pop in for a catalog), whistling along with a big grin on my face, while the other customers stared at me like I was utterly insane. Wandered out and shortly ran into ex-Fez cutie Tommy... ran down the steps and made it onto the platform just in time to catch the N train uptown. If I time this just right I'll be finishing it up juuuust as the N pulls into my stop at 8th street. Wonders will never cease. (p.s. I wrote this on my Visor on the train this morning but I am a mental midget who can't get blogger to work over AvantGo so I'm just getting around to posting it via my work computer now. whee.) (p.p.s. I don't care what my friends in the UK say, I love the Naked Chef..

Posted at 07:08 PM

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