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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

19 January 2004 Monday

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slated in moments at 10:51 PM

a bit of trouble sleeping.. tho most of the necessary ingredients are there, and even some bonus ones… the people i love are safe, and asleep; i’m listening to one of them.. my blankets are cozy.. i’m certainly tired.. it’s quite late; i’ve been going to bed later than has been my new usual—new now being nearly a year..or maybe a bit more than.. there are no huge conflicts in my life right now to really ponder and keep me up at night.. i did get a bit of worthwhile recreation in this evening.. shrug bottom line is, i’m not asleep. and there’s much to do tomorrow, as the usual.

this week is pretty full, t’would seem: mostly owing to chinese new year. wednesday is chinese new year’s eve, and i have a phone conference with my antioch co-op advisor in the morning, maybe a 2nd interview in the afternoon in d.c., and dinner with family friends at my house. then thursday is chinese new year’s breakfast, and that evening a friend will be spinning in adam’s morgan, so i intend to be there. friday is dinner out at chinese restaurant with family and friends, and then saturday is another thing back at my house for dinner again. cleaning and cooking must pre-happen, and i’ve still got my papers to finish up. bloody finish up already, girl!

alright. off i go then. yes. poof

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