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2003-01-22 - 12:43 p.m.
Sometimes using big words is just a way to obscure what you really mean. I've been using this diary to strip down and say what I mean simply, without pretense.
Of course the whole fact that I'm doing it this way is pretentious.
So instead of saying anything important I will just list things.
You know what I like?
I like lazy Sundays when it's raining outside and there's nothing to do but lie in bed and giggle and be warm. I like to do this with Adam.
I like getting a little bit wet out in the rain and coming inside and seeing raindrops in everyone's hair. I imagine everyone from Bitnet in the rain.
I like it when songs make me cry. I especially like this in the car.
I like strawberry season. Picking them is fun. They are warm, juicy and dirty.
I like getting into the water in Half Moon Bay so that the cold makes my heart pump and the salt collects in the whorls of my ears. Then I like to tromp, shivering, back to the car and put on warm, clean socks and fall asleep while we drive home. This is my adolescence.
I like how you smell. This is Adam, but a lot of the rest of you too.
I like watching documentaries about elephants. I know a lot more about animals than you might think.
I like talking about philosophy. I never have any idea what I'm talking about; that is philosophy.
I like really loud, aggressive music. I have weird displaced rage that I can only assume is due to massive amounts of privilege.
What do I like to do?
I like to do everything. I think I am too young to choose just a few activities.
I like admiring people and I like to be admired.
The clam chowder I just ate was bad.