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2002-03-15 | 6:25 p.m.

when it came to his metal sculpture work, corduroy licorice liked to hammer out the details.

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the movie poster for the time machine poses the question: "where would you go?"

my response: "to another movie."

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i feel like danny glover right now.

"i'm too old for this shit."

tonight will be the most social evening i've had for awhile. i'll be attending a comedy show a former classmate worked on and then vamoosing to a birthday party across town at a crowded, hip-esque bar. oh, yes. it will be fun and all, but i'm tired at the very consideration! i just wanna sip on a green tea boba and listen to nat king cole by candlelight.

ahh, the burdens of a recovering social butterfly.

besides, i need to save up my socialization health meter points for an impending visit from a foreign dignitary: the inimitable wit, pablo kickasso. true, his stop in the city of angles is still a couple of weeks away, but i want to make sure the red carpet is back from the dry cleaners and ready to rock 'n' roll for his royal highness of hilarious rants.

alright, the night is calling. i'll be off now.

happy st. patrick's day to ya and a top 'o' the mornin' to go.

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