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sunday, may 17, 1998, 07:30 i have to be up in an hour and a half. damn this theatre thing. didn't sleep until i feel asleep on the floor of the theatre for a couple of hours. that was 39 hours after i slept last. i needed it. i'm still tired. spent the last two days moving out of my room. four car trips (or more?), 7 computers, two fridges, a microwave, a whole shitload of boxes and bags, no feeling left in my fingers, blood blisters all over the friggin' place, scraped to hell. and i'm back in my freshman dorm. after two years away, i'm back where it all started. looking around, feels a little different, but walking up the stairwell feels oh so familiar. i'm going to go to sleep.
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