Diana's Diarya vault of venting anda mausoleum of musings (not to mention, an abode of alliteration)
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2001-08-10 - 5:05 p.m. Been ThereOver the last 10 days, I have come across a certain masculine name over and over and over again. This name is the first name of "my" engineer. It's also the first name of this kid that I used to know when I lived in Massachusetts, whom Soshe gave me all the dirt on when I was visiting last week. It's the name of the street I will be moving to in a couple of weeks. It's the name of my roommate's boyfriend's brother. (And, coincidentally, the boyfriend looks like a certain popular actor who has that first name.) (Notice how I'm being cagey on what the name is?) I wonder if it means anything? The fact that this name keeps popping up is just weird. ~~~ Tomorrow is the Open House. I have to be out of the house all day. Well, according to my mother, from 10-4, but according to a message on the answering machine, from 1-4. I would much prefer 1-4, since I have no idea how I'm going to occupy myself during this thing. I can't be in the house. Willow is working. JB has a Jazzercise class, and then she's volunteering. So, I don't even really have anyone to hang out with. Martine told me to have a "Day of Me." Well, yeah. I do that all the time, but usually when I have a "Day of Me," it involves me sitting on my ass at home. Heh. Better gas up the car in the morning. -Diana, signing off �
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