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Tuesday, December 23
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this entry i'm about to post might just be one of the most annoying one i've ever done. here goes..

knocked off work unnaturally early today, and i found myself standing in the middle of Holland V a good 15 minutes later. passed by the parking lot, and smiled a redundant one at the Valet stand that amused me the first time i saw it. i thought i heard your voice asking "you want, dear?" as i moved on, passing by Haagen Daaz. i must have imagined it though. straight on to Sasa, the cosmetics shop. picked up that all-too-familiar rectangular blue bottle, gave it a spritz on the tester strip, and then walked off spending the rest of the evening window-shopping with that little strip in hand for reassurance.

three years. look what i've done now.
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