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Saturday, May 29, 2004

The Retardater by james barr. (caretaker)

me: what day is it today.
mr.X: sunday.
me: so the sun must be out.
mr.X: yep.
me: so its a sunny day.
mr.X: i guess.
-pause-
me: so..uhm do you think today wil be okay?
mr.X: yes.
-pause-
me: i think it will be alright. cause you see it is sunday so when the sun is out it is bright so you wont get lost and when ure not lost you know where u are going so everything will be okay.and when everything is okay, then it will be a good day. so today is going to be a good day so yes.and so if today is a good day then i better go out and do something and not waste the day because if tomor is not sunday then it wont be as sunny and so i might be lost in the darkness.so i have to take today and make it good cuz its sunday. i love sundays.
-pause-
mr.X: ah?

have you heard the story of the 1/365 day? well i havent either..

"heaven? most people search for it. few find it. but i dont have to because i have you. and with you heaven is close enough"

brandon: our friendship is stronger than the titanic.only a huge frickin ice berg can do any damage.and they only have those in the north so were safe.
sah: hey sister take care. thanks for everything. things will blow over. over and over. dont worry to much. you have your family here.
fio: haha the handshake! sorry sister. the smiths.. ahah. next time i wont trick. but i have to. your the youngest what to do?
teresa: thanks for being there.for caring and everything you have done for me. :)
rachel: a big thanks to the small one. i dunno how ure body contains your big heart.haha
jeremy: i luuuurvee you! *gay handshake* titanic yeah? ahahah. thanks man.
ferly: heehee. im so happy for you. hahaha!!!
everyone else: i love you all to much for words to describe.

James Barr at 10:21 PM

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But while you debate half empty or half full,

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