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21 January 2004 Wednesday

busy like a bee on cny eve

slated in moments at 08:24 AM

so… i won’t be going into d.c. today… mom’s extremely upset that i was extremely inconsiderate to plan to do this today when it’s cny eve and, like everyone back in malaysia who’s all at kong2’s house, i/we should all be together here today… not in d.c. at an interview… she says she wasn’t paying attention when i cleared it with her days ago, several days in a row, before finally telling phil i’d be able to make it.

so i left a message on phil’s answering machine.
and hopefully i’ll get to take my shower sometime today.
mom’s going to take a 2-hour nap now…
i’m up here to put on pants and some underwear…
call my house if you’re looking for me.

and did that co-op phone conference really need to take an hour? no matter. i’m finished with antioch co-op. forever. yipee! (not that it was a bad experience, at all… but,) yipee!

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