Sunday, June 20, 2004

I hate Sunday afternoons with nothing to do. They drag. Every minute feels like an hour, and every hour feels like hell.
Clinton said last night that he was going to give my email address to his friend Cathy, who's bisexual. I wasn't looking for a woman, but she looks and sounds cool. I'm hoping she contacts me. Quite frankly I'd take just about anyone right now, just for someone to be with, to be less utterly bored out of my brains.

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