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4:24 p.m. - 2003-09-03 Work has been absolutely out of control - I have slept six hours in the last two days, but am functioning much better than I could have expected from myself. The whole back to school song-and-dance has me floating around blissfully - it seems the return of structure following my completely upheaved summer has me sliding right back into my charming old self again. Strangeness still abounds, however. I choked with I read about this last night. I mean...I was not well-aquainted with Frankie, but she remains a staple in the fond recollections I have of New Orleans. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck. Also, my friend Madeline seems to have flown the coop, as I think I knew she would. My wild, absurd ex-roomie was on deck to return to school in MT, but I can't say I blame her for not wanting to return - hers is too free a spirit to flourish in the often malnourished soil of academia. There was more, but it's floating right out of my head with everything else. Must land a few solid slaps upon my check in preparation for a class-work sandwich tonite - here's hoping I'm home by 2.
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