from an email i wrote to a good friend last night:
hi. BFF? WTF? are we high school girls?
just kidding. i wanted an excuse to juxtapose BFF and WTF. it's art, really - the juxtaposition. what is art? i am art. fuck.
no really, i'm a little/lot tipsy on savignon blanc right now. i'm having a hard time controlling my fingers to type. so instead, i've been playing jesus songs on the guitar. OH YEAH. drunken praise music is really something else.
hell yes. i love you to death. i'm going to lie down and sleep like a baby. night.
i figure i should either pretend this didn't happen and live in fear of it showing up on Before They Were Famous or something, or just embrace it. so here i am, embracing it. rendering future blackmail impotent.
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