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03/12/02 ~ 10:58 p.m.

oh god no. she's taken more tests. at least i put them on the previous page, right? right. they're funny, at least.

last night i read watchers by dean koontz. it was, in fact, my first koontz novel, and i highly enjoyed myself. mindless reading is SO good sometimes. plus, now i want to know if my cat can be a genius, like the dog in the book. i better buy her scrabble.

i am *so* opening david up. he'll have a crude mouth yet! and talk about sex nonstop! today i said something along the lines of someone "riding him like the cowboy he is" and i told him "ALL guys are horny". i think he's blushing a little less each time.

jason (beanie guy) came over today. we didn't study, but instead i talked to HIM about the meaning of life and relationships and all that deep shiznit. he said (yes, i quote), "i think differently than other people. to me, the meaning of life is to procreate. then to raise these children who have your genes to have the same mindset as you." "so what about who you mate with? or love?" "well, that's a bonus, i guess." "i see. what do you think about love?" "i think there are two kinds - instantaneous, and one where the two people learn to love each other. plus, it's not really love, but lust."

and it went on like that. boy, computer scientists are interesting people.

i am up way too late. sigh. again. and i still haven't done my essay, of course. what did i do tonight? goofed around with jenn, watched friends and gilmore girls reruns, and now i'm playing online. i'm such a bad student. and i promised david i'd read the chapter in the book for tomorrow. i better do that soon.ooh, i bought a cool plastic filing box thingy (like i have for all my important papers) to organize my scrapbooking stuff, and it works mahvelously, dahling. maybe the more organized i am, the more i'll get done. hah.

and i got cadbury eggs. yay for easter season!

...and i don't have a gun.... no i don't have a gun..... i'm half the man i used to be... half the man.... <---- stuck in my head. who knows why.

now RENT lyrics are going through my head, too. who knows where? who goes there? trusting desire, starting to learn... walking through fire without a burn...

that's my cue to stop now. night.

~holly~

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