2003-01-24 - 3:45 a.m.

I'd rather be where I was a few minutes ago. I was on a loveseat with a cutie named Sarah curled up on me. I was quite comfortable. It was however, time to go. She was wearing my sweatshirt and didn't want to give it back, damn it was sweet. Damn it, damn it damn it, and fuck it. Shit happens. I'll see her again and we can hang some more. I like hanging out with females. I don't get to do it very often. They amuse me greatly. I don't know if that is the proper way to word that. I am highly intrigued by the activities of women. When they talk shit and threaten to beat people up and then curl up in a little ball and fall asleep on your arm. I don't understand and I don't want to. It is just fun to watch. I would've fallen asleep right there, but I needed to get Jon home. So now I'll go and fall asleep in my cold bed alone. Fuck. Night.

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