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Friday, April 30, 2004 great photo courtesy of the fabulous Matthew Glasson  words I was just reading some of my friends' blogs and they write so much more than I do. I'm all with the pictures which is fine but with different dimensions than words. Today I can hardly move because I've been busy every night, drinking a lot, for over a week now. With birthdays and going-away celebration and schoolwork and work work, it's hard to avoid but soon I will start avoiding this. One more week until this hellish semester is over. I can see the finish line but there is a pit of alligators before it. Last night we went to Bulgarian discotheque for bye-bye Sherry party. It is the best place to go dancing ever. The DJ is super-fab, so good that I can even forgive that he spins CDs rather than vinyl. All international music. A lot of gypsy and eastern european music but other stuff too. He played Batucada.    Wednesday, April 28, 2004 yesterday Although I've had some great times since Saturday, it was not a complete birthday for me until Emily Parker called me from Hong Kong. I knew she'd come through somehow but the phone call was unexpected. I should elaborate on the other birthday stuff but I'm too tired with a legacy hangover. Tuesday, April 27, 2004 Happy Birthday to me! ...and this Saturday will be Viscous Discus... me and the others will be spinning lotsa rawk of all kinds at Magnetic Field starting 10pm. Sunday, April 25, 2004 looking up some party pics from last night. There will be more later. I was too preoccupied most of the night to take pictures. Matt, send me photos.     Wednesday, April 21, 2004 fried My computer got fried and it's gone for awhile. I'm sad. This is cute. Wednesday, April 14, 2004 really strong cobwebs I'm depressed. This rain is making things that are already hard, even harder. I got some satisfaction from reading this list of Voltaire quotes heartfelt words on parental loss by Weird Al...? http://www.weirdal.com/msg.htm Truly tragic. I've always found him and his music to be pretty annoying (save for the polkas, thanks to Terence), but now I have a newfound respect for him, the individual. Good words. Tuesday, April 13, 2004 orange and green I got dressed and went to do the laundry, whereupon I realized that the clothing I had put on keenly matches the bottle of Tide I'm using for the wash:  Thursday, April 08, 2004 guns  ...of Brixton (The Clash): When they kick at your front door Sunday, April 04, 2004 creepy This doll by the garbage in the basement freaked me out... ...so I decided to take pictures of it and put them in my blog.    28 days Recently Terence reminded me that he's exactly a menstrual cycle older than me. Last night we celebrated his birthday which was actually on Tuesday. Andy's birthday began at the stroke of midnight.   
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