02/02/02 Partay.
2002-02-03 : 12:01 a.m.

I think I'm getting sick.

I hate being sick.

The Counte of Monte Cristo, excellent.

Sean's party, right....

No Sean, no.

Her, and him. Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why?

Oh well.

I'm really hungry.

Payback.

Ha, you little...

Dogma.

No.

Just for the sake of argument, yes.

Dangit, math.

How long should I keep it?

When will people learn?

When will I learn?

Next time, they will be there.

Today was very uneventful.

Tomorrow is the Big Game.

I don't know what I'm doing.

You make it this way.

Wait wait wait, no. I make it this way. I'm such an idiot.

Would you call me two-faced? Honestly, if you read this tell me if I am or not. But then explain.

(sigh)



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