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Tuesday 10/31/00
Curiously and delightfully, something worthy of record did indeed occur in the early morning hours. Walking back from the Corner Store with Mandi and J.R., Traci and Brendan drove up behind me. Traci pretty much demanded that I hang around, which was fine with me since she was the nifty girl who was polite to me on German Day two years ago. So we drank rum and gin. Then we ate the chicken alfredo from the leftovers I had brought home from DePalma's. Delightful.
So I woke up at twelve forty-five, fitfully missing my morning classes and forty-five minutes before my muendliche Pruefung. I went to that and then ate a terrible sandwich at the Ferg and then headed home. I checked out www.mascot.com, which site you can type in the damn address of yourself if you want to visit it, but the energy spent typing the address would be better spent in masturbation. I'm not linking it.
Then I began reading Youth in Revolt, which is like having access to your brain, minus some of the fun.
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