Laurel had a funeral to go to this afternoon, so I'm just hanging out by myself, getting some work done... and there's a used bookstore in town, so I think I'll go check that out once I'm finished here. And then... we'll see, I guess. I've got about 2 1/2 hours to kill before supper, and my time here runs out in about 5, although there's no one else signed up for the computer, so I may be able to sneak an extra 15 minutes or so out of it.
How irritating. *sigh* Why can I never find what I'm looking for online? You'd think that something as vast as the web would have everything I want at my beck and call.
Heh. I guess that's why it's called research.
Anyways, my time is up, so I should really get going.
One year ago today: I can't wait to find out that you've been as excited to know me as I am to know you; that you've dreamed about me for as many nights as I've dreamed about you... that the faceless image can finally be filled in. I can't wait to spend the rest discovering what there is to know... discovering everything that's made you who you are, and being a part of what makes you who you'll be.
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