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Monday, July 25th, 2005
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8:54a - yesterday was overwhelming
ange went back to france. back to his little village in the mountains. i drove him to the airport and it was sad. he was really fun to travel with. and it is strange to be with someone every day for pretty much a month and then just not be with them anymore. so i left the airport and drove to rebecca's. i told her about my shit getting swiped and then we called american airlines and she used her credit card to change my flight to next monday. i talked to akida and my mom and dad and skyler yesterday morning. skyler just screamed "WHERE YOU GOING? GET BACK HERE!" but everyone else agreed that it is better for me to stay here and deal with stuff. so that is what i will do. then me and rebecca went out to lunch and to the police department. the policeman seemed totally disinterested. and he wouldn't even help me figure out what to do about my passport. he just told me to look in the phonebook. argh. then i dropped rebecca back off in ballard and went to jeff and nadgia's house. their little baby girl is just so tiny and perfect and nice. she was eating when i got there and she ate for a long time. then she just popped off nadgia's nipple and looked around. she has wobbly lazy eyes like my baby giggle doll. i was there when she turned 48 hours old. and i got to hold her for a long time. she squirmed a little bit and then settled into my chub and went to sleep for a long time while i rocked in the rocking chair. it was soooo nice and relaxing. jeff and nadgia are so good. they haven't named her yet. they are having getting to know her time. and friends were in and out cooking for them and climbing in bed with them. they seem really calm and happy. i was there for awhile. i got to see earl and malaki and josh and sundown and anna and angie too. then i went to katrina's because she got a new foster baby yesterday. and 14 month old girl. so i got to see that baby for a little bit. then i came back to my aunt pat's house. and it felt really lonely down in my grandma's room where i am staying, but ange left a really funny polaroid of himself under my pillow that made me feel better and i crashed out hard. today i am going to try to sleep a little more, then find a passport office, then go see katrina and her baby and get some of my knitting stuff to make jeff and nadgia's baby a little something. then i want to ride my bike down to seward park to sit by the water and read harry potter. my mom's operation is tomorrow. think good thoughts. oh and the story i heard about rachel at chop suey, the need wasn't playing. rachel was there to see the bloodlines and gang gang dance. still fucking lame.
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10:53p
some newleywed just called the radio to dedicate a song to the man she married yesterday. she said "i really like debbie gibson 'lost in your eyes'" and i almost pooped because that song is perfect. then stupid delilah says "well, i am the sappy love song expert so let me pick" and she played lame ass 'unchained melody'. god delilah. way to wreck my night.
have any of you had your passport stolen before? what do you do? do you really have to know your passport number and all that shit when you go to report it or can they look it up?
are any of you promoters from europe or do any of you know promoters from europe that might have a copy photocopy of my passport?
i feel like i am getting an ulcer.
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