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Thursday, October 10, 2002
God damn it.

I was in such a GOOD mood when I left art class tonight. Drew better than I'd ever drawn. The guy next to me who does the most brilliant things with light and shadow that I've ever seen by an amateur stopped me after class to tell me that he thought I was a really good artist and that he wishes he could use line like I did. I said I wished I could use shadow like he did. It was all very wonderful. And everyone's drawings posted on the wall were brilliant tonight, and mine was the first one pointed out. I was in such a GOOD mood.

So why did I have to go and lose my $60 Metrocard? God dammit? This is not the first one I've lost. Thought I had a handle on that whole losing-the-expensive-Metrocards thing. And then when I get to the subway, poof. It gone.

Why am I so stupid is what I want to know? It's going to cost most of my tiny first paycheck (I only worked 10 hours this week) to replace it.