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i finally found someone from my school today that actually likes him (my friend rachel has heard of him, but has not yet heard him). it was one of the performance art directors, mr baer. while doing tech for my school's winter play, the laramie project, i complained about the shitty music (some new-age, native american, techno garbage) that was being played while we worked and suggested that we put on some elliott smith. mr baer heard me and he and i proceeded to discuss the beauty that is (was...) mr smith.
i just keep playing either/or over and over again.
silvia, your letter shall be coming soon, i promise. i'm just really busy.
and sign my guestbook, fuckers.
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