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:: Monday, May 20, 2002 ::
I fixed my blog. We went to the fireworks. Nobody is doing senior ditch day.
Tonight, I caught myself. And I have no idea why. I was doing what I was doing. In some ways I didn't feel like myself.... in some ways I felt more like myself. Either way, I didn't care, which was progress. I guess.
Tomorrow I find out if I'm gonna do it. Don't ask what, just yet.
I think I'll say some hellos to people who seemed to need hellos tonight. Bons, Katie, Natalie, maybe even Jay. Not Marion, certainly not Marion. Sort of Sasha? Sort of not.
It's technically already tomorrow. Today, nobody ditches, maybe I play with my air cannon, and maybe I find out what I'm going to maybe do. Ambiguiuty, thy name is blog.
:: Peter 12:38 AM [+] ::
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