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2001-11-06

canadians are so damn nice. if all telemarketers were canadian, i'd be in serious trouble. that said, i have finally gotten a cell phone.

hell hath frozen over. the angry bitchy parent gods have been appeased. i'll be ready when disaster strikes, regardless of the cause. the next time radiohead decides to have a concert in a sunken field during a flash flood, i will be prepared.

i feel so grown up.

i just came from getting a bite to eat. i was offered a drink by the friendly checkout guy from fresh fields who always asks if i need stamps. nothing inherently bad about the situation. it just highlights the fact that this never happens with a hot guy. then there's what happened the last time i let a guy buy me a drink. (shudder) ok, actually, it was pretty fun.

i got very frustrated with my new young friend today. it wasn't like talking to a wall, it was like talking to a pile of bricks which is what i told his brother, the one i'm obsessed with. and i only say i'm obsessed with him because saying i'm in love with him makes me feel silly--even though it's true.

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