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Saturday, February 16, 2002
I'm all crusty with emotion from watching something, but I'm not allowed to say what I was watching. Bah.

Today, things got done. I got two new shirts so that I will not be naked. Gina is on the tufon, watching something Olympic-y and screaming, "Oh my GOD! OH my god! OH MY GOD! Oh. Oh, FUCK OFF. Oh, fuck off. That poor guy. Ssshhhhhit." I have no idea what she is reacting to.

Crusty with emotion yet unable to share!

Today, Kitana made contact. Thank god.

I met some real smart kids today. They go to a real expensive school, which I'm sure is directly related. They were nice kids. I wish I'd had that vocabulary when I was thirteen. Why do I wish that? What does vocabulary have to do with smarts? Very little, you see.