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hi

today went pretty smoothly. Woke up hungover, went to class, did the chopin presentation and that was whatever. then i hung out in the office for an hour. Sean and i did a dramatic reading from Richard III, that was a lot of fun. Carolyn was the only person to see any of it and she quickly left when she saw what was going on. Then I went home. I lost myself in my music for a couple hours and then some more in the nazi killing game. and then i went to work.

Ah work. What'd i do? not a hell of a lot. Listened to the AM/FM record and it passes with high marks. I also spent over an hour looking at joey potter's desktop and all the dawson's creek kids' web pages, very interesting stuff. i learned a lot about the game. Also, as i was looking at dawson's pictures from last summer i, well, i got nostalgic looking at the guys, as if i was there for the pictures. it was really, really, really sad. Then i met up with katie and steve for restaurant night at lower. A disappointment to be sure. The chicken thing i got wasn't very good, the salad was decent, and the garlic bread was too hard. Then i came back for dawson's and felicity which were superb.

then it was time for movie night. throughout the day, katie said she'd be there, dimo said he'd be there of course, tim was in, brenda was 85%, tara had nothing to do really. then katie bailed. then dimitrios. then tim. then kate. then tara. then brenda. so it was me and sean, sean bailed. woohoo. i feel good when people come, rotten when they don't. it's all about putting yourself in my hands for a couple of hours and trusting that i'll show an interesting, even if not enjoyable to your specific tastes, movie. it's all about exposure. it's all about making me feel happy. but wahtever. i got pissed but hey, lex was playing at harper's ferry.

so i went to go hang out with katie and here steplight. got to harper's ferry. didn't have my wallet. the guy at the door was an asshole. he apparently didn't believe i was over 18. I understand they have policies and whatever, but i've slipped by places before. so great. i left, walked back to the t in the rain.

came home and am currently drowning myself in music. It would be beer, but tara came by and took 3 of the last 4. I'm pretty sure that 3 beers for 3 girls will go a lot further than they'd do for me. but it's ok. jim o'rourke soothed my injured soul. After reading all the shit about him as a media figure, i was a bit surprised when i heard his music. insignificance is a winner.

ok, i'm peacing out. big night ahead of me, umm, listening to more music. cheerio.

oh, also, i'm an asshole. totally forgot jude's birthday. i mean, that's great right, one of my few good friends and i completely overlook 11/28 for like the hundredth time. i'm such a swell guy.