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Tuesday, October 08, 2002
I am nervous about tomorrow. I have never done this precise sort of office slavery before, although I have done some and usually adapt. I hope they do not ask me to do things I can't figure out how to do.

It ain't that deep, it ain't that deep.

I hate new situations. I hate being new. I hate meeting new people. They give me Irritable Bowel Syndrome or something.

It ain't that deep, it ain't that deep.

It's just a damned part-time job. It ain't that deep.

I found a mantra, by the way. A clear-the-head relaxation phrase with no emotional associations. It worked like a charm last night. The word is: Ottumwa.

 Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:26 PM | shower me with attention