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Monday, Sept. 30, 2002 - yet another clumsy chord.
12:53 am
since i last wrote: i saw midtown, the stereo, dillenger four, and a bunch of other bands at the motherfucking emmmmshop this week. also, i spent friday night stoned off my ass, driving around with the boy and neal and limbo.i'm ever so sleepy. blah, i hate pms, too. my head hurts. i'm whiny, so i will leave you with this: 
Find your inner random object! by Emily kate out.
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