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I must tell you today’s

Thursday, January 31st, 2002

I must tell you today’s bodystocking saga. Here is the story: today, I went to see my mother, ostensibly to drop off my Christmas decorations, which I have no where to store in my apartment. Of course, I never got around to that part. But anyway. I also took my [...]

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I must be insane. I

Thursday, January 31st, 2002

I must be insane. I am bellydancing Sunday morning for the 3M marathon. Early. Like, 7:30. UGH. But they really needed people, and it’s a chance to perform.
If you make it to mile 6, please wave and say hi …

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I MUST HAVE THIS DRESS.

Monday, January 28th, 2002

I MUST HAVE THIS DRESS.

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After reading Cecily’s last post,

Friday, January 25th, 2002

After reading Cecily’s last post, I have discovered a winning googlewhack (my second try) — “maraschino dilapidation”.
*bow*

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I am so pissed at

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2002

I am so pissed at myself. I completely forgot I had a ticket to the opera last night. It totally slipped my mind. What was horrible about it is that I was sitting around last night in too much silence. That means I was thinking too much, which in turn means [...]

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An Excerpt from my I/O

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2002

An Excerpt from my I/O Psychology notes last week:
Here I am, back in UTC 1.112A. Sometimes I feel like my entire college experience can be summed up in this room. BA101 was here. Mort Meyerson, the lecture I organized for MIS week, was here. MISA had a few meetings here. [...]

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I wonder if Jen has

Monday, January 14th, 2002

I wonder if Jen has considered the fact that if Harrison Ford is donating Indy’s whip to charity, and it really has been used in all three films thus far, then rumors of a fourth movie are almost certainly bunk? Poor dear, I don’t have the heart to bring it up to her …. [...]

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Eight a.m. classes are as

Monday, January 14th, 2002

Eight a.m. classes are as bad as I remember them being. Especially when you have a rather mousy, quiet professor — and they are the only kind that seem to teach eight a.m. classes. All the dynamic, interesting professors are not morning people, apparently. Or else, even they aren’t very dynamic and [...]

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Here I am, back from

Saturday, January 12th, 2002

Here I am, back from Disney World and Universal Studios. I had a wonderful trip. I got my picture with Mickey Mouse and everything. In spite of my love of all things Disney, I am glad to be home — I was totally saturated on family, theme parks, and wholesome cuteness. [...]

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