Oct 24, 2005

For Esme, with Love and Blogger

Interim Associate Dean Tierney loves me. While I was talking to Tim, he came up to speak to Tim and I re-introduced myself. And I've seen him 12 times today. Actually, he remembered me when he was the substitute teacher in Contracts once where we discussed the Alaska Packers case. He showed us Alaska Packers paraphenalia that he acquired in San Francisco. We're best friends.

And Cheeser spoke to me today. It was weird. Spontaneous. Banal. We may never speak again.

My sister is having a Halloween party on Saturday. I don't know if I'm going to go or not. I don't want to do anything Halloweeny because I don't have a costume, money or time. I never have enough costumes, money, or time.

Argh. National Novel Writing Month is next month. I really want to participate but I think November is probably the worst month to do something like this. I doubt I could write a novel while studying for exams. Grr. You have to write 80,000 to qualify as having written a novel. That's 2666 words a day. That's a whole lotta words.

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