Every time I see that idiot doorman I wonder... did this other Jessica just move in? How did he not know she existed in the building? Mara suggested maybe he thought we were the same person...? What that I had two apartments in the same building? Sometimes I feel like an 8H and sometimes I feel like a 16J? When I feel the need to be closer to God, I go to my 16th floor apartment. Is that like my summer home?
Monday, January 31, 2005
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