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when you lose something, all you can do is hope it serves the person who finds it well.
when you lose someone . . .

i think i’ve been hanging with the wrong crowd, except i think my reasons were different than that girl’s. (among other things i don’t live in a shoe, nor is my father a banker named Hank. my grandfather was a banker, though, but he didn’t own the place.)

returning to a recurring theme here, i need to find people who remind me of why i’m here. i’m not so sure the current crowd does that. funny how almost all the people who did are gone now, or have changed. i’m beginning to think it is a fundamental difference between the ways we think.

oh yeah and childbirth can be quite bloody.

one of my favorite things about a ridiculously devalued currency is that you can say things like “Police fined Stoica five million lei ($180) for violent behaviour and for disturbing public order.” holy crap i’m a multimillionaire in romania! i spent millions on my last credit card statement! i can wipe my ass with money!