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Every time I think about writing something down I get distracted or I am too busy and that’s a poor excuse. I’ve gotten over poison ivy and a bad upper-respiratory infection. I think that’s taken some of the wind out of my sails.

Jeff thinks I would look cool if I drank coffee; he’s obviously not above using blatantly transparant peer-pressure to get me come over to the dark side. I have never had much coffee. The most coffee I’ve ever had was a large caramel frappuccino, and we won’t talk about how it gave me empathy for how keyed-up people on cocaine are. Caffiene is just bad news for my body, and if I could make it through college without it, I don’t need to start now. But I could use some help in the “cool” department. Jeff knows my weakness. He did allow that I could be drinking tea or hot-chocolate and noone would know the difference, so maybe that’s the route I’m going to go. Any thoughts?

I also just have to say how annoyed I am at people with walkie-talkie cell phones. WHEN DID IT BECOME OK to have the whole world overhear your entire conversation?! You know, while I’m at it I want to know a few other things.

When did it become ok to:
- Talk about “digestive concerns” on tv and in polite company
- Spit in the street
- Spit in the street THROUGH ONE NOSTRIL!!! Have you ever heard of tissues?!?!?!

I think I am just getting fed up with some things. Do people realise how GROSS they are being? Please tell me I’m not the only one.

I picked up this book because I can’t put down Joyce Carol Oates books. It’s about 800 pages long, and I could barely put it down. It says something on the book jacket about hallucinating, and I really felt like I was reading Norma Jean Baker’s mind. Now I’ve got to watch a whole bunch of “Marilyn Monroe” movies and read some biographies. This book NEEDS to be read!

There is no way to discribe this movie. Just go see it and be careful when you take a sip of soda, it might end up coming out your nose. My favorite line: “Pedro offers you his protection.”

I’m in the middle of reading the short story Breakfast at Tiffany’s (and other in the same book). Hope it goes well. I’ll tell you about it when I finish.

A month or so ago I read In Cold Blood by Truman Capote and it was another true-crime novel I guess I should say it was the ORIGINAL true-crime novel. It’s amazing how someone can report on a story with such detail but also be able to follow all the personalities and emotions involved. This is a great book.