April 2nd, 2002

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sigh. while the feds owe me 300$ I owe the locals 115$. Dunno where that petty cash is going to come from. I can't get ahead. Puts me in a mood.
I don't want to live like this.

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Lisa <----smashes head against desk.
Ah...much better.

Going to see Panic Room tomorrow evening. Dinner at a Tea House before. Beautiful blue eyes from across the table. These hours between now and then are hard to wait through.

Tonight, it's me against the water, at 7:30pm. I have two hours to waste before then. New York State Taxes. Do them. Now. Stop writing and get to it. yes, i see you slacking. QUIT typing!

ok, im going.