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Jul. 12th, 2001 10:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
raybearOh, I forgot that yesterday, after lunch with Be__ I decided to e-mail Ka__. I felt sort of guilty about just passively giving her shirt back. Here it is:
Hey Ka___,
I just wanted to let you know that I was cleaning out my closet and I found your Indigo Girls concert t-shirt (in a bag of winter clotes -- ??), and I gave it to Be___ to return to you. I was going to mail it to you, but even though I know where your apartment is located, I don't know the actual address!
Also, I think you're leaving your job soon, and moving to NYC in a few weeks? I wanted to wish you good luck and a smooth transition. I'm assuming you'll still be reachable via this e-mail address? I'd like to drop you a line if I take a trip to New York in the next year or so -- maybe we can have coffee or something. My other e-mail address (@bboy.com) went bankrupt and got deleted, so you can reach me at this e-mail (raybear@in-box.net), which seems to be doing ok.
Good luck at Columbia.
Take care,
Raymond
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Then last night, I had this dream where I was moving into Melanie's place, and I was suddenly feeling like it was a wrong decision, but then I started to explore the apartment more, and it really was more of a house, with a back patio overlooking the water and in the distance were these crazy building that looked Turkish in design. I was trying to guess where I was located since I was near a body of water and near Turkey, and tried to guess what city it was (I remember thinking, is Istanbul a coastal city?). So I decided to stay and move in. But then Ka___ was there and I was feeling very anxious and wanted her to leave. Come to think, it was similar to how I was feeling about my annoying co-worker last night. Hmm. Maybe I have a ghost I need to exorcise. Or maybe my brain was just combining random things from my day yesterday and outputting it in a narrative form.
Hey Ka___,
I just wanted to let you know that I was cleaning out my closet and I found your Indigo Girls concert t-shirt (in a bag of winter clotes -- ??), and I gave it to Be___ to return to you. I was going to mail it to you, but even though I know where your apartment is located, I don't know the actual address!
Also, I think you're leaving your job soon, and moving to NYC in a few weeks? I wanted to wish you good luck and a smooth transition. I'm assuming you'll still be reachable via this e-mail address? I'd like to drop you a line if I take a trip to New York in the next year or so -- maybe we can have coffee or something. My other e-mail address (@bboy.com) went bankrupt and got deleted, so you can reach me at this e-mail (raybear@in-box.net), which seems to be doing ok.
Good luck at Columbia.
Take care,
Raymond
_______________________
Then last night, I had this dream where I was moving into Melanie's place, and I was suddenly feeling like it was a wrong decision, but then I started to explore the apartment more, and it really was more of a house, with a back patio overlooking the water and in the distance were these crazy building that looked Turkish in design. I was trying to guess where I was located since I was near a body of water and near Turkey, and tried to guess what city it was (I remember thinking, is Istanbul a coastal city?). So I decided to stay and move in. But then Ka___ was there and I was feeling very anxious and wanted her to leave. Come to think, it was similar to how I was feeling about my annoying co-worker last night. Hmm. Maybe I have a ghost I need to exorcise. Or maybe my brain was just combining random things from my day yesterday and outputting it in a narrative form.
