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iceage

september 9, 2001 -

classes begin, headaches throb, time magament is ineffective for a boy with so much on his mind.. room is shrinking working is complexing but back to normal and lectures are internet based these days that are filled with an overwhelming sense of drab.. new roommate from russia is married for green card and wants to see nyc and or hoboken.. starlight mints rocked out another one of those best concerts of the year for me last night. .poundin on that upright bass and wigglin those tambourines.. oh yeah.. stompin and groovin and encore encore encore.. temper is shortening each day and introversion just makes more sense.. but the opposite is happening .. i dont want these townies to know my face or name.. i just want records in a small room with candle light and buppi letters.. happiness will be mine once i reach that place..

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