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Monday, December 02, 2002
I'm at work. I have no music in my head. When I'm sitting here, typing away behind the kitchenette, it's hard to keep a tune going. If only they let me play a radio or something... Well, they keep saying it's okay, but I doubt they'd appreciate my music. Tupac isn't really lounge lyrics. What's the point of trying to work without some old school rap?
I'm seriously tired. I stayed waaaaaay too late, watching E! True Hollywood Story: Saved By the Bell. Ah, the memories. Remember when we used to run home from school to watch Zach and the gang? And I discovered I wasn't the only one who missed the Saved By The Bell Wedding. If anyone knows how Linda and I could watch the last legacy of Kelly and Zach, please let me know. Mark Paul is cuter with dark hair. But I think that about every guy.
I'm really excited about this Friday. I'm usually excited about Fridays, but this week, my friends and I are going to Balboa Park to a Christmas Tree Festival thing. The holidays are like prom. Too much expectations, high drama, love is in the air... Of course, the actual event is never what you plan, but you pretend it's gonna be different for you. It's all about hope. If I had a daughter, I'd name her Hope. Or Audrey. Audrey Hepburn is the kind of lady I wanted to be once. Before I realized, I ain't no lady!
By the way, don't you looooooove getting surprise gifts/letters/cards? I got a card this weekend, and lemme tell you, that warm feeling in my stomach, that wasn't gas! It's nice to be reminded that you're appreciated, even if you're a weirdo.
I think they're hunting me down for more oddjobs so I'll sign off here.
12:33 PM
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