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04/25/2003 entry: "Up late and pumped"

SO! Tomorrow night is going to be rad. Rad, I tell you.

Sara had called me the other night, and she wanted to go to this coffeehouse around here, Fat Bean, because they have an open mic on Fridays. So, we set up some plans for that. I told downthehall Sarah, and invited her along if she could.

So today, Sarah said "Yes! I can go" and Sara said "I have to work and don't want to drive that much, but okay we're still on cause you're stubborn and bossy". Well, she didn't say that. But I'm sure she was thinking it :)

And it's going to be fun. Cause the two Sara's are going to meet and I think that may initiate Armageddon, but it will be fun. We're hitting up an open mic, and Sarah even has a poem she wants to read. And I'm going to take digital pictures because there's this requirement for her poetry class to do a public reading. Plus I like pictures. Pictures pictures pictures.

Might go home Saturday for a job-search. Lots of reading and homework to do, but it'll get done eventually. Rock. I have emails I want to write, so this is it from me.

And yes, yes... I am manic-depressive. Well... not really. But I'm sure it seems like it. In one day I have ran the gammut of emotions from utter depression to giddiness. This can not be normal.

I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back.