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4 February 2004, 1:13 am I also have lost a shitload of email, because Eudora didn't copy correctly over to this machine, and I have to wait until tomorrow evening for Sam to (hopefully) remedy this situation. Am not impressed, not impressed at all. New keyboard too. New keyboard nice and makes good clicky noises. May be able to write with new keyboard and monitor. Too soon to tell yet. I'm tired and I reek of smoke, since the Starbucks closed at 10 (!!), and we went to a pub to finish book club. t00by starbucks. pub not t00by. fark, Gillian's got tumbling class in the morning at 9:45. Someone send me restful vibes.  
21 January 2003, 11:05 am - Michael Stipe Dancing Is there really anything else to say to that? Gillian's watching Sesame Street and R.E.M. is on there. Three of them, anyway. Two degrees to Michael Stipe - me to Ken Poston, Ken to Michael.
Michael Stipe looks hot in a skirt, though he's not wearing one on Sesame Street. It would probably upset most parents. Obviously I'm a little out of the ordinary. My mom developed some pictures for me a month or so ago. They were old, from 1998, and had gotten misplaced. The end pictures had a friend of mine at Tech in a skirt. One of my skirts, actually. He wanted to wear one, and even wore it to dinner. My mom nearly had a heart attack when she saw the pictures. At least she never saw Nate in a leather bodice, with oranges, erm, filling him out. Sam & Gillian made Chex mix for me yesterday when I was at my Mothers & More meeting giving my presentation and leading discussion. Yummy yummy yummy.  
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