the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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7:24 p.m. + 2005-08-30 = soft, like a gelcap.
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i cried.
i went to buy soup and applesauce and wholefruit popsicles at target.
it took me an hour to find these things in my delirious, sickened state.
i couldn't find my car in the parking lot.
i sat down and cried after phoning bethany who can't have her phone on cos she's playing with monks somewhere in the pacific northwest.
i couldn't find my car. i roamed up and down the stupid quarry centre parking lot.
the sun was at a stupid angle. i was hot. i was sick. i was dizzy. i was tired.
i was crying.
and, as it turns out, i was crying in the shoppingcart corral right next to my car.
[[goddamnit, i says.]]
this only happens when i get sick.
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