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4.20.2007  

9:29 AM

4.16.2007  
I bought a new phone today, and because I forgot to download Tetris onto it before I got on the subway, I had to keep myself busy by reading the manual. At the 6th Avenue stop a woman boarded, sat down next to me, and took out a book of her own. A minute later looked over at me, saw what I was reading, and asked me rather smugly if I was enjoying my book. "It's actually quite good," I responded with a smug tone of my own, "It was written by Kurt Vonnegut." She smiled politely, as if she hadn't heard what I'd said, and turned back to her own book.

Three seconds later she turned back to me quickly, scowled, and said, "Wait, no it wasn't!"

11:37 PM

4.15.2007  

9:15 AM

4.14.2007  
My fucking bike got jacked! (Well, either that, or I lent it to someone and forgot about it.)

But I think my fucking bike got jacked!

11:55 PM

4.09.2007  

2:05 PM

4.06.2007  
I was just listening to an acoustic Joanna Newsom track, and I caught myself thinking, "You know who would love this song? The baby I should have." I get really annoyed when I catch myself having thoughts like that, because it's obvious to me that they're not my thoughts at all, but actually just subliminal commercials for parenting that have been firmly ingrained in my genes. They don't even sound like me! It's annoying not being able to separate myself from my biological inclinations, regardless of how out of character they are.

2:31 AM