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August 6, 1997, Wednesday
I killed something like six hours at UVA's Cocke Hall just catching up on online stuff, the musings mainly. I usually feel ridiculous about doing so much through a TCP/IP connection unless I'm being paid.
A side effect of this admittedly pathological behaviour was that I experienced no social life, now for the second day in a row.
Remember back some weeks ago when I had that little one night thing with that girl Sarah, Natalie's friend? You'll be amused to learn that while she and I were in my room playing checkers or whatever it was we were doing, Matthew Hart, Leah and Sarah "Rosy" Rosenthal were gathered in a closet adjacent to my room with glasses pressed to the wall like they learned to do on the Bloodhound Gang. Of course, they didn't hear anything. Up until that night, by the way, Matthew and perhaps Leah (and of course, yours truely) had been convinced that Sarah was a strict Lesbitarian. That's what made it all so intriguing.
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