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Hannah's party last night was great fun. Sushi, cheesecake, funny movie (My Cousin Vinny), what more could one ask for?

Oh yeah, there were some people there as well. Or something... I think I knew some of their names. Maybe?

Well, actually there were only two people there I didn't know, and I knew their names by the end of the party. I don't expect I shall ever see them again, ever; but I felt kind of sorry for them because the rest of us all knew each other (at least by name) and they didn't know any of us, except Hannah. And I'm not sure whether one of them knew her or not. In any case, it was fun.

Trevor and I were talking the other day about visiting Mr. Dellinger this summer. It would be great to see him; and I'd love to see what he thinks of the current states of our respective lives. Trevor wishes to bring Erica along, the point of which I'm not sure of. She's his girlfriend and all, and very cool, but what connection does she have to Mr. Dellinger? I'm not angry or resentful or anything like that, just confused - would she be there for any reason besides the fact that she and Trevor like each other very much? Even if she wishes to meet him, she's only a friend of one of his former students, and I think Mr. Dellinger would be rather more willing to talk to us without a stranger thrown in.

It is, at the moment, about a quarter 'til noon on Sunday. I'm not at church because I got up too late; right now I don't really mind. I'll almost certainly be grounded for the better part of eternity (come to think of it, it will probably be the much worse part; I meant "better" in the sense of "larger," which makes no sense; and speaking of size, this parenthetical expression is attaining far too much of it) when my parents get home. However, sitting around without a shirt on and typing blog entries certainly beats the tar out of singing repetitive songs for an hour and a half.

I have two main wishes about life right now. First, I wish that I could have a switch, with which I could turn off all of the power in all of Wake County. This would greatly improve the quality of the late-night strollage in this area. Second, I wish that the pool would be open, and cleansed of all that nastiness with which it's currently endowed (dead frogs, rotting leaves, algae, etc.). If they were to be granted, these wishes might not make me happy as such, but they'd at least make me snicker wickedly, take more long walks at night, and splash about in the late afternoon.

         posted on Sunday, April 06, 2003
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