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04.10.2003 1:40 am
speaking russian

She had a quiet way of smiling to herself when she knew she'd done something out-of-the-ordinary for my comfort, which pleased me more than any of her thoughtful gestures.

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To know, and be known.

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This isn't a week of rest yet. I have many papers to make up, and P8 concerts to perform in, and tests to take. But for now, I sit studying Global Enlightenment at way-too-late-at-night-considering-I-have-an-eight-o'clock-class while Corey reads an excellent play, couched on my bed behind the giant Machinal window. The light is soft and yellowy, and

[Nickel Creek - Sweet Afton]

. I wish I had been able to go get my safe-zone training tonight, but I had too much to do. Talked to Wake a bit about frienships and... God, what did we talk about? I could remember if I tried, but my mind is full of places that have names like "Novaya Zemiya" and "Novorossiysk."

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