Saturday, Aug. 24, 2002 | 1:19 a.m.

we've had a traumatic week. my tummy hurts and even as i'm smiling the tears are rolling down my cheeks.

let it all out you say. everything's going to be okay. everything.

timing makes a world of difference. five minutes earlier. five minutes later. what would you change if you could?

claire beth and the five-oh. twice in three days, are they kidding? this reminds me of nail polish remover. are you here of your own free will? you're the corniest person i know. you'd better love me. greatest thing of all time ever.

i leave in one week. shh. breathe deep. now let it out.