2004-03-30 | 11:06 p.m.

corduroy licorice didn't feel comfortable volunteering for the kissing booth at the county fair. but if they would have had a groping booth, he would've been up for grabs.

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every once in awhile, i feel jealous of musicians. not because i have a yearning to play an instrument, but because of the fact that when they express their emotions, people listen.

without a little acoustic guitar or percussion behind it, emotional exposure seems to fall flat.

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i'm beginning to realize that i seem to prefer bittersweetness--both in chocolate and romance. such a preference is perfectly delightful when it comes to desserts, but perfectly miserable in matters of affection.

perfectly being the operative word.

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