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. . . . . entries for 8.3.07 . . . . .
Agh. Misery abounds - not with me so much as with other people, but you know what misery loves. That's right. It loves bizarre vitamin-packed "water beverages." Also company. Misery loves company.
I think Java Jive is going to be a wreck. I think my health is already a wreck. I think the econ team is going to be a shambly old lemon of a thing, or a wreck. The Art in War presentation was not remotely like a wreck, but I had to leave early. Various family members are wrecks - indeed, most family members are wrecks. Wreck. Wreck. Wreck.
My father has a preoccupation with the words "wreck" and "ruin." He uses them more than any other person I know.
[] . . . ees @ 7:54:00 PM
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