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a night with the players sleep is a joke told by a fat man drinking lemonade in hawii. that's right. again in the library with adorable little kari by my side... this is us reading the communist manifesto. yep... actually it's me typing in my online diary and kari playing minesweeper. baaaaah humbag. the show was great tonight... last night i was scared that no one liked it cause no on elaughed, or reacted at all to anything that was going on onstage. i was like.. uuuuh.... dman. but tonight.. tonight i got "woo woo"'s... and it was nice. lots of drawing homework this weekend. need a new sketchpad. too bad... i don't miss being in a relationship cause i like being single and not latched on to anyone.. but at the same time i really miss cuddling on the couch... anyway... i should be reading. arg. COMMIES!!!! after the show we all went to denny's and i had (quite possibly) the largest big texas BBQ burger i've ever had in my life. what a valentine's day. yesterday i actually DID get a disco tray. but i think it was another cursed one... i lost my ATM card and left my glasses with the hair dresser. yeah. im REAL smart. do not pass go. do not collect 200 dollars. kitty and the freshchicks rented "chasing amy" tonight. i want to watch that... i love conway
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