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7:30 p.m. - 2002-10-02

Last weekend was the best one I've had in a long time. Now, however, I'm back to my old self, and terribly on edge.

This has to work out.

I can't hope to pull of sounding witty today, folks, sorry. I realize this probably makes no difference whatsoever, but sorry all the same.

Thought I saw Keene the other day, and then I started seeing old friends everywhere. It was evening and in the shadows I could hardly tell whether I was right or wrong.

To heck with it. I'm going to try and concentrate on something. Please let me be able to concentrate on something.

New entry up soon; this one's nothing.

Adieu.

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