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19 December 1998
i never even got so far as to put socks on today. i did play twenty questions against an ai over the web. did some work. played some solitaire. fiddled with my new guitar. didn't eat enough. watched cupid again. what an exciting live i lead, eh?
[damn. i just wrote up a paragraph that really fleshed out this page, but then i thought of a better use for it. so i guess that's not really a bad thing. actually a good thing. but i wanted to tell you that there was more here. and i will put it up, or the fruit of it at least, at some point. and all also offer to email the original text to you if you so desire.]
[damn. i just wrote up a paragraph that really fleshed out this page, but then i thought of a better use for it. so i guess that's not really a bad thing. actually a good thing. but i wanted to tell you that there was more here. and i will put it up, or the fruit of it at least, at some point. and all also offer to email the original text to you if you so desire.]