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2002-01-29 || 9:23 a.m. || the secret word is t o q u e || early this morning i sat in my car and listened to the ice dissolve on the windshield. i could see my breath and thanked my lucky stars for the parka. heated apartments are very nice, especially when your own is so cold it breaks the thermostat. the grass was frozen in chunks outside. frost makes amazing patterns on the tops of cars, like the phantom trails of fairy ice skating. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |