2001-12-14 || 4:03 p.m.

|| friday is not high day, no. ||

ahem. ahrm. (clearing throat.) testing. testing. (hitting microphone with fingertip, pulling on headphones.) check check check.

(today is upside down. today i am running on three hours of sleep (what with all the late night best friendy catch ups and quote snatching and eating of waffles with peanut butter and smoking with all the windows closed. the deconstructing of o and my repeating 'this is our goal for dinner tomorrow. we figure out what is wrong with you. we draw graphs and charts. graphs solve everything, you'll see.') )

(and today i am fluttering around hot under the collar with feet dragging and i can't sit down and inhale exhale inhale exhale blink blink blink blink think and. i need to do that. and i have so many last night things to write about but i kind of want to sit right here and neglect the reception duties and set my head on desk to listen to the hypnotic pulsing of the fax machine. oh.)

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