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Friday, August 3, 2007 pulling me in the first time i heard this song, i was so incredibly hopeless. i loved this song. i was so lonely. at that time, i was fitting a square into a circle & it fit for a second... then it started manipulating the circle, and that just wouldn't do. heh. at least i learned something from it. that's pretty much all that makes the memory of it a fond one. anywho, the square is now married... hopefully to another square. :P i'm glad i can say that today, with total sincerity. as for me... i found a perfect circle.