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:: Monday, February 25, 2002 ::
Well, no real news from Mike. I had a few brief IMs from him this morning, but he kept signing off when I replied. Who the hell knows.
I cashed out some of my bonds, gonna pay off my bills tonight. Should be good.
Watching office space and trying to cleanse out my mouth. I bought potato soup from luigi's. I took one spoonful, and it tasted weird, so I smelled it, and I swear the damn stuff is clam chowder, or was made in the same pot as clam chowder or something. I'm lucky I didn't get sick. Friggin place. I caught it in time to spit it out, thankfully. I don't want to break 12 years of seafood abstinence because my ex-workplace is peopled with idiots.
I LOVE the new Visa Check Card commercial. It's kevin bacon, and he doesn't have ID, so he has to bring in a chain of people to prove who he is, (ala "The 6 degrees of kevin bacon", the wildly popular underground game).
Outside of that, not much happening. My room is being systematically avoided. ::sighs:: I really gotta clean it up.
~Fox "I can't believe I almost consumed seafood" Mackenzie
:: Fox 2/25/2002 04:20:00 PM [Say what?] ::
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