2001-10-20, 10:35 p.m.,

3rd entry today, i cant stop, actually i just remembered soemthing. Today i was thinking about abby...like always and i just rememberd how she would call me three hours away from New York and when i'd answer shed just say "Do you want me to come over?"

Me, knowing she wanted to but never could ask, would always say yes, hmm..i wonder why she'd never ask, like it always had to be me askng her to come over because she volunteerd to. Never once saying "Gwennie, can i come over?" no, it was "Do you want me to come over?"

anyway, whatever......

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