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[phineasjones]

alone-ness is like cold to me. i claim to love it, i crave it sometimes. but faced with extreme degrees of either, i have to be honest. too much cold hurts. and the same goes for being alone. i miss rach today. i don't look forward to going to bed or waking up alone. and really, alone doesn't mean just 'alone' to me anymore. it really means 'without rachael.'

fortunately, camillafarfalla will be over in a bit to keep me company. i was about to suggest we bake cookies. haha. probably not a good idea. we would bicker over everything - shortening v. margarine for one. oh, and the amount of chocolate chips. her: as many as possible, me: as few as possible. one of the many rivers between us we'll never bridge. it's ok, though, keeps things interesting. maybe we could make two batches, side by side.

i actually washed dishes and cleaned the house. amazing how much quicker that is after the place has been professionally cleaned. now, i have a date with some silver nail polish and another buffy ep. that would be another another. hope the permission granted by fuschia and scottxwl extends that far. *g*