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2002-12-02 - 3:19 p.m.

oh what a day.

only slept seven hours and i feel wide awake. last night, bethany, mike, jill, dena, petey and me watched "L.I.E.," an extremely disturbing movie that incorporated pedophilia, questioning sexuality, and suicide all into one flick. how uplifting. it was well-done though, and i'm not referring to steak.

tonight, ian is coming over along with a couple of other kids to make dinner (i'm not sure whom, really, it'll just happen as it usually does) and then afterwards we are going to see a movie at the music hall.

i'm waiting to take the bus back to dover. i need to pick out recipes and get some ingredients--all i have in the refridgerator is pomegranates, persimmons and mangoes, sexy fruit but not enough to make a dinner for many.

lizz is coming to visit this wednesday i believe and i can't wait to introduce her to my crew. i heard word of a glam rock party on friday but i don't know the girl who is holding it. we are having out 'robot sex' party uber soon. saturday is elissa's graduation get-together i think, a hair and nail party of course. i think i might have her cut and dye my hair then as well.

oh. and i got into 'the vagina monologues.' (!!) i'm really happy about that, because i wanted to be involved with it very much. i'm not exactly sure when the show dates are (sometime in february) but if you are reading this, you know you have to come and support me. i'll be talking about my vagina, afterall. how fun is that?

time to catch the bus.

much x's and o's!

prove me wrong.