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04 February 2004 @ 10:17 pm
I love my sweetie  
Don brought me yellow tulips and waxed rhapsodic about how immensely positive the content of my rejection letter was.

I still want to cry. I know that it was my work that was rejected, and not me. But my work IS part of me. I had thought it was a GOOD part...

y'know, for someone with subterranean self-esteem, this just rutting sucks.

but, as I pointed out already, my husband is the goods. I think I'll keep him.
briarsequinoxbriarsequinox on February 7th, 2004 10:45 pm (UTC)