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2004-11-21 - 11:51 p.m. I took a cool fall when I was standing at a cross walk the other night. One leg slipped beneath me (on a leaf I think), and I did a sort of splits and fell on the knee while the other leg splayed behind me. It was graceful, as far as falls go. I imagined that I looked like Webster when he does those awkward splits at the opening credits to his show. So, I tore up my shoe and put a hole in my tights' knee. I fall a lot. But I wouldn't call myself a clumsy person, I am just careless or unfortunate, or something. Is there a difference between careless and clumsy? But no man can, or ever will be, as compellingly attractive as a young Jonathan Richman on the cover of 'Jonathan Richman & the Modern Lovers'. I would like to make sweet with that man, even in his present state, which Zac described as 'sad clown'. I don't care. He is perfect to me. Three involved coincidences occurred in this household tonight. Pray for the welfare of all it's inhabitants.
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