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with you.
January 22, 2002 1:19 a.m.

I've tried numerous times for the past million days to actually enter a coherent, meaningful, or at least mildly entertaining entry in here.

Every time I get to this page, all I do is type, erase, type, erase...click in the field, click out, click in, click out.

I do have coherent, meaningful and probably mildly entertaining things to say.

But really, the most prominent thought in my head, the thing I have a hard time not thinking about, the thing I constantly want to talk about, but don't quite know what to say, is that I'm falling in love.

And sometimes it doesn't need to be any more clever or complicated than that.