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  • Monday, April 12, 2004

    AROOO??
    So, Alias, huh? Huh?? I'm, like, so excited, and any strangers who happened to stumble upon my little blog probably think I'm the biggest dork on the planet. Which is fine, whatever. I'm just... wow. I waited a whole season for what went down tonight. I really did. It was satisfying.. I just wished that Vaughn would have figured it out before the halfway point. Now we have a nasty cliffhanger... it was worth it though. I probably won't pay attention in class at all this week.

    Sooo... I'll past a rant/review later.

    I'm not sure what the problem with the imood feature was, but it was messing up my page so I took it off. For now. It made the 'Ego' box, like, inflated... and, well, that's like a bad example of a subliminal message. Or whatever. I know I'm not making any sense but it's 3:30 in the morning and I've had about 10 cans of coke today.

    Oh! I finally got my bass back. At 2 in the morning. It took him, 2 weeks and 5 hours to do it, when he said two days. I guess it's not bad when you look at the Orion Calendar. Where one day apparently translates to one week.

    He had it appraised. Why? I don't know.. I think he just said that so I would stop badgering him to give it back. And he insists he wasn't lying; yet, he didn't go into details about the appraisal. So fickle...

    But, seriously, he comes knocking on my door a 2 in the morning. He knows I have an early class.. he's fucking in it. How did he know I wasn't sleeping.. even though I wasn't, but that's beside the point. It just bothers me when people sort of 'assume'.

    But I'll edit this later. It's purdy late.. and I'm purdy tired.

    ~scribbled by jen sometime around 3:34 AM



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