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Monday 10/23/00
I was up all Sunday night/Monday morning. Talking to my sister about how terrible high school was kicked my clock around a few hours and made it necessary to suffer a day of extreme fatigue in order to get back on a normal schedule.
I went to get my oil changed and then I drove to Tuscaloosa, where in Hestevold's class I received my paper, on which I received a D-. Which was justified, since the paper was badly written. The original paper was wiped out when Stan Chin decided, finally, to erase the middle computer in the computer room. However, Hestevold's two page criticism of my paper contained a strong admonishment to rewrite the paper-- "whatever it takes to make a strong philosophical essay". So that should be fun. And I'm using "fun" in the loose and popular sense, meaning "not a damn bit of fun at all".
Oh, and during Metaphysics class, Mike Tyson leaned over and said "Nice pants!" in recognition of my nice pants. Truly a triumph for nice pants everywhere!
After Metaphysics class, I came back home and went to bed and slept until four in the morning.
C'est tout per a'jourd hui.
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