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November 28, 2005
there's a club and you've got to go

note to self: if you are drunk and dressed like a prostitute (red fishnets, high-heeled cowboy boots, short denim skirt), don't walk around your deserted neighborhood at 3am. you are bound to feel uncomfortable.

i did make it home safely, though, after sporadic drinking & dancing with helen. oh but first! we saw walk the line and it was so so so good. joaquin phoenix is totally my boyfriend. also? i kinda like reese witherspoon.

i think i might be getting sick. all i did at my parents' was sleep, and yesterday i slept nearly all day. but perhaps it's because i don't want to face the world. it's easier to hide under the covers.

xo.

Posted by ree at 11:02 AM



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Yipes. I think maybe you should have called and I could have gotten that on film. (Hope you're liking Annie).

Posted by: Billy on December 3, 2005 11:21 PM

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