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Sunday, January 26th, 2003
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| 8:46a |
Hello, Sunday. That's my shift! Now that I'm employed, I'm not really sure what to fret over. I suppose I could get up in arms about starting war as a tool of policy, but that's really outside the scope of this document. I guess that means it is time to go outside and check out the people. Why is everyone wearing the same pair of glasses? You know the ones, rectangular, black plastic frames, kinda like buddy holly glasses but shortened vertically? Oh wait. My "everyone" sample is skewed by all the emo and indie kids in the area. And by "area", I mean "coffee shop". But now it is time to indulge my trimethylxanthine addiction. | | 1:18p |
I'm all stoked and raring to be a coffee achiever (actually just cleaning the kitchen). Wearing those yellow "miss clairol" gloves to clean up always made me feel a little unhappy and emasculated. Now I've got the exact same product, except black. So now when I'm cleaning the pots and pans, I feel a lot more like a mad evil scientist, who happens to need his pots cleaned. | | 2:01p |
Yesterday, as I was leaving the parking lot at UW, a couple of fratty looking guys jumped into a white sunbird in a parking space near me, started it, then gunned the car 40' backwards, straight into a tree, smashing the back end. Oh, then the guy pulls forward, not into his original parking space, but one two slots closer to the exit. I guess he didn't want to look silly, making no progress. I hope it wasn't one of you guys; that was fricken stupid. | | 6:44p |
Making some malasada dough. Note: YEAST IS FRICKING ALIVE it's totally taking over the bowl |
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