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   Wednesday, April 23, 2003  
clipper girl knocked on my window last night in the wee hours i thought it was a dream so i rolled over. she said no no no. open the door.

she had lost her key. but i was still asleep and hearing her voice made me excited so i reached down and kicked off the covers.

she tapped on the window a little more and called out my name. that only got me more happy and i worked on it.

this only made the cute clippergirl giggle and she just stood there and watched for a minute and finally started banging on the window which startled me and woke me up.

tony, she said.

i looked around and said what to no one in particular.

let me in.

i looked over to the window, saw a face where no face usually is and it made me shriek like a girl.

hi-e she waved.

i let her in.

why do i let these people in.

she came inside my apartment and told me that she wanted to watch tv with me because she had had a nightmare and couldn't sleep.

i reminded her that it was 3am.

she said please please just for a few minutes.

so i put a log on the fireplace, made her some hot chocolate and we cuddled in blankets on my couch and watched cartoon network.

what do you want to be when you grow up, she asked me as i sat there with my head on her shoulder. we hold hands a lot. shes got nice hands.

not so dumb.

no really, what would you like to be.

loved by hundreds.

you cant even be serious for a minute can you.

she gets mad easily. oh well. the cocoa made me burn my tongue. it always does.

when i grow up, clipper girl, i want to be as happy as i am right now.

and with that she turned off the tv and we passed out like monkeys on my dumb leather couch.

splink + mallory + j_e_g


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