February 27th, 2004
As promised, pictures from Stephen’s 38th birthday party. I’m not sure who that cat is. The story is, I had left the party to sit in my car and cry after a girl said something mean about my outfit. And this cat jumped on the hood of the car and it was like God was sending me a little message of hope.
I read tonight that they may open an IKEA near the airport. I hate their furniture but secretly love/miss being able to go there. I saw a documentary about the company recently and was delighted to learn the very hands-on CEO was a former alcoholic nazi.
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