12.11.05 - 1:03 p.m.
some of the art of mixtape-making rubbed off, i see, and resides in the dying car's cd player. i hadn't listened while i was away; when the first one broke i secretly hoped you wouldn't send another so it could remain unheard but your book-keeping is better than mine (when mine are broke, they're lost for good and i usually consider it providential). persistence is proving to be your most well-hidden virtue.