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24 September 2004
At the end of the work day it almost looked as if Caitlin.M and I might be getting dinner together. That's something that I haven't really done with people from work, except in a work-outing sort of environment, or in a couple-of-drinks context. But she went to yoga. And I ended up getting a couple of drinks with other people instead.
Ended up feeling sick later at home. Martinis don't count as dinner.
Left voicemail for Marisa. Watched TV.
Marisa called back. 'I'm afraid I sound weird,' she tells me. 'I've been drinking.'
By this point my drinks have worn off. I've pretty much forgotten that I've even had them. Still no dinner though. 'Well, I feel as if I might sound weird as I rushed to answer the phone while trying to floss something out from between my teeth.' A popcorn kernel as it turns out, from who knows how long ago.