May 3rd, 2004

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Well, up to Boston I go! Supposed to be as warm there as here. It feels weird not to be packing up a suitcase of velvet and sweaters and extra warm tights!

Meanwhile, woke up with these lines from Morrissey in my head, which seem weirdly appropriate to me even though they were written in totally different circumstances and the geography of another country:

We hate it when our friends become successful;
and if they're Northern, it's ever worser...

Anyway, it's Splitsville for me!
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