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monday september 10 2001    |    8:28 p.m.


ugh. entry number two of the day because i just walked across the street to buy some water and cigarettes and who do i run into? the first random guy, the one who played pool with patrick and walked home with my phone number and, of course, never called. with his arm around some girl who gave me a dirty look when the guy said hello. what a sleazebag.

why didn't random guy number two ask me for my number instead? he was cuter and nicer and neither the politics nor the time scared him.

and of course i had to run into the sleazebag. seriously. as i was telling him, real life doesn't make for good fiction: it's INSANE.

i bought cigarettes because they were $2 and i figured that was more or less affordable. plus i was going on four days of not smoking and was not in the best shape. they were the ones tatiana told me about, broncos (great...), from colombia. funny aftertaste but not bad. could be worse. yup.

i would like a new jurassic 5 album to come out now, please. to think it was a little over a year and a month ago that i was gazing into chali 2na's eyes... sigh.

all right. that's all.


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