Sunday, July 25th, 2004 | 11:45
If only people would stop yelling, things would be okay.

I took a half-hour shower (of power). It didn't help much (, though I smirked at the thought of flashing my neighbour as he stood on the roof of his house.)
I have to work, I have to go. I'll get back to you, my(opic) dearest.

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