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2002-09-30 - 11:16 p.m. beloved, not much happened since i last made an entry. let me see. i went to little tokyo, where a man said to us, "don't talk about me." it was because of his fake hair i think. or maybe because he was asian, a or b. you pick. i couldn't look carla's friend in the eyes. i am still wondering why. her other friend, beverly, was okay. i like lili better because i know her longer, but beverly would be second i guess. oh, she seems to have a speech impediment or used to have one. i aim to find out. omar didn't call me back cause he lost my phone number. by the way gamby, omar is that guy that went to big lots one day and asked you if you were from franklin. he said that you seem to be following him while doing returns. he is a little bit taller than me and he has wavy-ish hair that he combs back. he is hispanic and, hmm, what else? not skinny, but not fat...he just doesn't work out. he seems very forward. and, oh, he said that you were ignoring him cause he was asking you stuff while you were working. i don't remember more. perhaps i should re-introduce you. yes, that would be so naughty. anyway, i'm still mad at you. i had yet another insufficient funds fee deducted to my account. my blow jobs, err, i meant, my job blows. mike gives me mixed signals. i don't understand his behavioral patterns yet. i do not agree with jody or rebecca. i don't think he would leave sam because of moving here.
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