24 August 2001
9:32 PM: I Am So Bored.
I need to find a good chat room. Ha. OK, so I know, oxymoron, but it just feels like I never talk to anyone. Only spammers love me. This is kind of an unusual itch, normally I don't care very much. Don't know, don't know. I could go clean my apartment up I suppose.
Nothing to record here, honestly. Ordinary day. Week is done.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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