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OrientedDis.. Disoriented.


Saturday, May 25, 2002

forget it..

n/m..comments won't be fixed tonight. Mat has decided to take up my time by guessing every last digit of my phone number.. ahha.. it's *really* funny.. he refused to have me just *give* it to him after I finally offered because he really sucks at the "6 chances per digit to guess" method of his.. and it has taken forever.. and now he claims he's "always known it... in fact.. called today and talked to my dad".. what a dork.. ahha.. he didn't know, and he still doesn't know, because he does have a compulsive disorder as far as closing every im window he gets after reading it. ;) .. I'm so tired though. now that he has my number (though I'm not sure he can put it altogether in his memory)..I'm going to bed.
. . . babbled Lin