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Wednesday, Oct. 23, 2002 - 7:54 PM

No word from the karate place. Like I said before, I wasn't really expecting to get it, because he made it fairly clear he really needed someone for Mondays, which I can't do... but they needn't have bothered interviewing me then... unless they were trying to convince me to skip class... still. Annoyed. Now I'm waiting around like 15 y/o after a First Date. Bleh.

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Readin' Frood. Still.
Listenin' to uh.... the fan ticking?
Thinkin' about Frood. =/ still...

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