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What can I say? - Меня зовут Тролль, Диматролль
July 26th, 2003
12:36 pm

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What can I say?
Yesterday was a loss. It's not important. Not much on my mind recently. I guess it doesn't bother me. Went to Fry's refunded the damn memory chip. My brother bough a camera that was on a 60$ discount. The cashier didn't know how to give us the discount. She talked to the managers for about half an hour and when she came back, she said that the only way to do it is for us to buy it for 80$ now and then go over to the customer service desk where we would get 60$ back. Blah... Palo Alto Fry's is the most depressing store ever. It is made in the wild west theme and a few things look stupider than a bunch of computers standing on a mine cart. Also about 6 people recognized me in that store and I had never seen them before. I just ran out of the store in the end and was sitting outside, waiting for my dad and brother to come out. Got home, stuffed myself, went to sleep. Woke up at 8 am with a phone call from Wells Fargo, then got woken up by a phone call from a friend at 10 am (she called about my birthday), then went upstairs to find out from my mom that some relative of mine got run over by a car to death. Ate breakfast, soon will go to a computer store to buy a working RAM chip. My life's been boring.

Current Mood: spiritless
Current Music: my braing playing something that sounds like the beboty-bop

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From:dizzyditz
Date:July 26th, 2003 01:06 pm (UTC)
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Bloody heck, Deema! Nearly every post starts out by saying you aren't productive.

1) You are more productive than I

2) If that is small consolation, recall this: it is the summer.

3) If that is small consolation, I recommend writing out your doctoral thesis now. What, you say? You are only an undergrad. You aren't going to get one? BAH! No excuses!!!! (Pulls out the whip. Not like that. Like the bad Ben-Hur way.)
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