September 6th, 2002


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An account of Robby Van Winkle tearing up the set of 25 Lame.

I really wish more people had seen that show. And I really wish someone had a copy of it on tape. It was *so* good.

Today I was called by name in very goofy tones to come to the nightly meeting.
And I was called by Joe, of all people.

And then I worked with this chick who tries sooooo hard to be *hip* it makes me crazy mad annoyed.

And I miss the Karl.

But I'm in a pretty good mood.

My mood never matches up with the people around me. If I'm good, they're miserable. If everyone is super happy joy joy, I'm ready to just kill things, I'm so depressed.
Just a thing ::shrug::

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Woohoo! Ignored again! Rock on!

It's very odd to actually watch the shift in a relationship. It's even odder to just *think* you're watching it, but to not be sure. I wish it were more convenient to be my friend.