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old friends know a person in a way new friends don't. and vice versa. sometimes i feel like i'm missing chapters of my life because they happened with people who are now absent. it makes me feel like those moments are lost, or never existed. talking with an old friend this evening resorted a lot of good memories – reconnected me with them.

he told me that my dedication to my vow shows integrity and strength of character. he applauded me and assured me that i shouldn't feel embarrassed. that was very encouraging. ESPECIALLY coming from him.

i live in a fish bowl. al was saying yesterday that from the front of my house he could see me very clearly as i sat at my computer. i've developed a bit of an immunity, it doesn't bother me at all that people can see me, except when i feel their being extra nosy. i like walking around downtown and being able to see into people's houses, and since my place is pretty cool i don't mind other people admiring it from the street below.

i got my hair trimmed after work. when april used to cut my hair we had an understanding that my layers should never go shorter than my collar-bone. tonight the girl enhanced my layers a little (which was what i asked), but when i saw her snip to my chin my heart squeezed. panic! but i'm trying not to freak-out, it's just hair, it'll grow back. besides, it looks fine.

you don't know what to do
there's a guy you know,
who'll be there for you.