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Broody I'm in one of those broody and wanting to listen to sad songs for no legitimate reason moods. Damn you, Ben Folds. The second (I think) summer storm of the season is creeping around, so the sky is gray and it's raining, but it's still hot out. These things always seem kind of surreal after winter.Dude. I think my computer just hiccupped. That was really strange. Dom? You okay? (I suppose if by any chance someone who doesn't know me is reading this, I should explain that I name things somewhat compulsively. Dom is my computer.) Should I be concerned? Well, crap, so much for my entry. It's lightning.
2003-05-02 @ 5:19 p.m. |