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2001-09-11 - 11:58 p.m.

Dearest Beloved,

It was really boring today with all the TV channels harping on the same thing over and over with no new or concrete details.

All day long, "we're speculating here, but..." At least the graphics were cool.

It's not that I'm heartless as some would say, but harping about it won't help either. It is very sad, but it's pathetic how the media jump on this story as an opportunity to win awards, get ratings and start careers.

Instead of watching the same clips of the crashes, I watched the last ten minutes of Sailor Moon R at least seven times. Then that got boring too. The repetition and all.

Then I popped in my cousin's Fushigi Yugi (Mysterious Play) anime tape. I did missed a lot from when I first played it. It was sad when the transexual guy died. Oh well, that happens...people die. We go on, they go on, we die, and they die.

Also, I got another shipment of junk that I have to sell. Some my mom is going to keep for herself.

I wanted to keep some windchimes but my brother forbid it. I only agreed because he pays for most of the rent, blah, blah, blah.

And for my Visor, I downloaded a new program that allows me to download pics into it. Yay. Portable porn.

I also have some other pics on there. I'll let you see them later.

You still suck Ray. James doesn't suck so much 'cause he has some other things to worry about.

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