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this is so freaking weird right now. i'm in the serf's (tom) living quarters watching seinfeld. we are basically looking like two of the gayest people you've ever met. on our laptops on his futon thing. its really bad. saw carrie and karen and lacey tonight. and his landlords (roommates) are upstairs with a blender on and stomping with their stupid heels on the floors. i feel bad for that kid.

lunch at thunderbird was heaven. karen's place is really nice. tomorrow will be more of the same.

and kim prolly won't read this anytime soon, but i love her and miss her.

who are you talking to? no one . . .