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dear god
DEAR GOD!
hahaha.
no, sorry.
well, not really.

today i fell down the stairs, so i'm sort of wondering:
when you were handing out talents, couldn't you have landed me with a better vestibular sense? that would have been awesome, seriously. and maybe just a smidge more brains, so I could get those scores i've been angling for on the SATs.

i think that makes me at least a little unpredictable. at least i didn't ask to be prettier, even though i'm no great shakes. i didn't ask for a million dollars.

but i'd really love to not fall down the stairs all the time.

let me know what you think about that. call me, we'll do lunch.

love taylor