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bookslut blog
cashmilliondollars
dude. man. phat.
defamer
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josh friedman
neil gaiman
tim goodman
molly ivins
listen, lady...
lj friends
mastodon city
pc petri dish
theo's gift
warm your thoughts
wil wheaton
xoverboard

doing:
SMRT-TV
los angeles
knitting
web design

writing:
bookslut
ostrich ink
HEARTtaker
screenplays

reading:
John Bowe (ed):
Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone:
Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell:
Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn:
People's History of the U.S.

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kcrw
woxy

watching:
The Daily Show
Prison Break
The Office (US)
Lost
Kitchen Confidential
Veronica Mars

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Sunday, March 30, 2003

Wow. I really lack anything to say.

I have a sore throat, and WebMD doesn't know why. I think it's an allegic reaction to the dust I stirred up when I was cleaning A-L of the video store's sales section.

It's a goddamn big store.

Having three jobs makes you stupid, I think. I've had no interesting thoughts for days now.

Time to do some homework, kick back, and also relax. I have many DVDs to watch, and Alias is new, and I'll probably go to bed early. Because bed rules.

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