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10:05 a.m. // 02 August 2002 Somehow, every night, work can manage to be worse than it was the night before. I am sorry for this. But the worries slowly dissipate. What gets me through all this? My friends, and fruits: All from Ken's. The girl there assumed I was a student today, because everyone in a college town assumes that everyone else is a student. I am sorry this entry sucks. I have to go make potstickers now. My sister wrote this note in Sharpie and stuck it to her computer monitor:
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