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blah and more blah // 2002-06-24

friday night, while sitting on the porch of horizon books on 15th avenue watching people go by, i confessed to c that i have this diary. i've wanted to say something since i started it, but felt so queer about it, and now i'm nothing but happy that i unloaded this information. it's an enormous relief. i think he's curious and wants to read it, but i know he won't because he's nice like that. also, this means i can now update at his place on the weekends without worrying about him discovering me. goody!

last night we drove around beacon hill and pondered playing tennis barefoot until we realized we had racquets but no balls. we ate ethiopian food in columbia city and then sat out on annika's stoop drinking peach and raspberry lambic while the sun set.

(i make it sound like i did wonderful, crazy things all weekend, but really most of my time was spent seeing movies and playing a lot of ssx tricky--i'm just one gold medal away from unlocking the master rank for kaori.)

i just farted in my office and had to leave because it was so stinky. ah, the pleasures of having one's own office.

oh god, i'm so gross.

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