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Friday, September 10, 2004


I am very offended by one Mr. Robert Fitzsimmons. Mary called me last night inbetween a clubbing experience. I asked her what kind of music the club had and she played me some music.

"Oh, trance," I said.

Robert seemed very shocked that I knew this and said it made my stock rise in his eyes. Geez, you like one blond pop princess and suddenly you live in a bubble. I know trance. It's that stuff you hear on the radio when you are coming home form bars. I may not jump on the trance bandwagon, but I am aware of the wagon. What's more it has been on my radar for quite a few years now. And yes I can also use chopsticks. Give me a break people. I read and I actually leave my house too.

In other news, you know you live in a desert when you are genuinely shocked to feel water falling from the sky. I felt a little like Chicken Little: the sky is falling!!

Oh and it' s ma birfday and I am eating yummy Italian food tonight and hopefully a little vino, as Susana would say. Gots to call her.

I think I had something else to say, but I can't remember. Ciao!!


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