April 13th, 2004

Self-Portrait 3

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-- Ha ha. When the day comes when the machines rise up and kill us all, they'll point to this as justification. Since I for one welcome our new mechanical overlords, I'll probably be fine. The rest of you are fucked. Proper fucked, most like.

-- There's this girl that I've seen a couple of times on my way back to work from lunch. Our paths tend to cross if I go home and eat, and then come back to work at about 12:40. The first time I saw her I went towards her and asked if she was okay, because she was carrying her books and she didn't look hurt or anything, but she appeared to be on the very edge of exploding into tears. She looked at me funny and sort of skittered away from me. I've seen her a couple more times since then, and I've come to the conclusion that her face just kinda looks like that. Poor thing.

-- Didn't make it to kung fu last night. May not make it Wednesday, as I'm feeling a powerful desire to be a hermit lately. Plus, I fell asleep when I got home and I didn't wake up until nine. Which didn't help.

-- Also, Kelli, I have yet more of your mail.