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2002-01-25 || 9:58 a.m. || sweetness and tenderness and i don't think you ever really liked matt sharp so much || dear aline, i am listening to a cd that is very very 1996. and it is reminding me of cha cha the cadillac and living in san francisco with you, coasting down the portola hill and gasping every time we got to the part that overlooked the city, you yelling 'we live here!' every time. this cd is reminding of us harmonizing. this cd reminds me of mixed tapes to listen to in the car, bottles of coke, scarves and mittens, your tortoiseshell glasses. the aline/michael rivalry, canela, the way our apartment was illuminated orange every day at dusk. holding hands and finding beaus on muni. west portal friday lunches. walking excursions to the supermarket and crying on the way home because everything was always too heavy. i miss you. love, jenny guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |