Monday, May 13, 2002

Money can be fun on the purely physical level. It smells and feels fun. You ever tasted a dollar bill?

My father told me he owned me today. He was not trying to be funny or ironic.

I'm so over their visit. Unfortunately, the visit isn't over. I see them tomorrow. That's okay. It's the last day.
Just one more day. One dinner. That's it.

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