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a night like that ~ April 25, 2002 - 7:23 p.m. I am very very tired. so don't be expecting any poetry tonight. I've just been feeling totally wiped out today. which is my own fault, because I went dancing last night. and, you know, I used to be able to go dancing and then get up at 7 a.m. and still be more or less okay. I suppose that's how the aging process manifests when you're still young enough that aging is an abstract concept, but old enough that it's actually starting to take on some meaning. I just can't run myself as ragged as I used to and still feel more or less okay. today I've just been dragged out, and it's mostly manifesting as this depressed and angsty state, which I think has something to do with the weather as well. grey gloomy cloudy cold type thing. so all day I've been wanting to go and curl up in fetal position in bed, but I've had all this work to do. so I've been dragging my butt through it all, and now I'm done, and trying to figure out what to do to relax in the short period of time before I take my butt off to bed and crash. friends is on tonight. and would be the perfect sort of mindless entertainment for a night like tonight. but there is only one tv, and it sounds from here like someone may already be watching something on it. maybe I'll go and watch whatever they're watching. maybe they'll even watch friends. it's happened here before. even yoga folks like some mindless entertainment once in a while. I'm glad that I went dancing, though. me and quinby, we went down to club dakota for dyke night, which I haven't done in ages. I thought a lot about clare, and how we used to dance together. all the cute girls being so cute with each other made me miss that. girl-girl energy. I love falling in love with girls. of course, I love falling in love. we all know this. no grand conclusions. just-- I went dancing. and now I want to watch tv. a night like that.
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