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Saturday, August 17, 2002
 
Okay. So I rebooked my tickets. Again. For the second time. Now I'm coming back Wednesday morning. Because I switched Tuesday with Jeremy, and I'm starting work Wednesday at three pm. So why not, right? I'm getting in before noon, and I'm going to go right over to Courthouse, I think. Maybe spend time at the Barnes and Noble if I've got spare. Should work. And I want every last precious moment of time. Plus I deserve as much as possible since I'm now working at least five days, almost definitely more in a row in the coming week.

I'm trying to figure out if I can get away with packing only my bookbag and maybe my bag lady pursish thing. I'm excited. Dunno what I should take, even. I feel as though I should maybe take my flute, but then who cares? Would anyone actually be expecting me to? Eh.

So I should be getting on the metro at one thirtyish.... Man, I'm kind of anxious. I wish I could get a hold of Lisa. Gnnnk.

I should be packing. Right now.



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