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23 February 2000

3:20 PM: Meep! Uh, hello. It's not my fault, it was like that already and I wasn't even there. My imaginary robot dog ate my entries.

So it's pretty clear that Shrub has the idjit vote locked up. Guess that means that he'll be the nominee for sure. It's fun to watch McCain beat him and call him names, but that kind of uneasy fun that you feel when you're talking to a smart, amusing but basically sociopathic drug addict friend. Like ha ha ha ha how can I get home with out him seeing where I live?

I'm going to a salon to get my hair colored tomorrow, la di da. The guy just moved here, apparently, and needs color models. He's really good though - I heard about it on the Internet, it must be true! Actually friend-of-a-friend email, which is a bit more trustworthy. How can he know less about it than me, is how I figure. Still up in the air about a color, though. Bright unnatural orange or some kind of blue/purple deal. ("You should get the tips red! Make it look like FIRE!" - Chakra the evil beer imp.)

Sunday it rained household pets, so of course we walked all the way to the AMC to not go see a sold-out movie (Topsy Turvy). Whereas Monday, a beautiful sunny day, I stayed in bed until like 4, went out once and scurried back inside. I'm smart, oh yes.

Ended up seeing Sweet and Lowdown instead. Eh. Not worth an Oscar nomination for Samantha Morton, for sure. Not really for Sean Penn either though he comes closer. But pfft, like Oscars have anything to do with value. It's a funny movie. An hour later you want to watch The Sopranos or something.

I think there's a lot of things I was going to do that I'm not doing, but I'm having trouble remembering what they are. Oh, work, right.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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