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Saturday, August 05, 2006
Post shopping spree and pre-Star Trek Experience
We went up to our room for a little while. Woo Hoo! We've both been along a little too long. Maricel said she was hoping she wouldn't like me so much in person because it makes her think she really is in love with me. ME! I guess I was so sure nobody could be as cool as the Maricel in my head that I was just ready to be disappointed. She's prettier than I thought, smarter than I hoped, funnier than hell and just kind of sad in a way that doesn't come through in an IM or even a phone call. But she's got a lot to be sad about. It's not like she's been a funk cause she broke her nail. She spent so long taking care of her mother. First emotionally, then physically. I don't think she knows what she's supposed to do next. I have the store, I have my family. I have an anchor. Sometimes my family feels like an anchor dragging me to the bottom of the lake, but you know what I mean.
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