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So,
Life is pretty quiet.

Chris' computer died. So, back to square 1.

I still haven't gotten the towers to Amanda. I still haven't cancelled the internet. I still haven't really done anything; no job yet, either.

I need to do stuff, I know.

I went back to POF. Still not expecting much, didn't mention to anyone that I'm a weekender.

I had a strange encounter, Saturday night. Actually, it started off kind of funny: I made fun of a sex-spammer in French. That was funny. "I want to hear the sweet words of sex," she said. "Do the girls there have armpit hair?" I asked, in French. I never did get an answer -- from her, anyway. Or him. I suspect it was a he.

The encounter happened not in #Lesbians, but in #French. I managed to talk a little to people in there. A user calling himself Anglais started talking to me.

I won't add much, just that it was strange, like meeting a male Anonymous me, well, a younger-sounding me.

Blah. Nolan's screaming. Very hard to concentrate. Time to take a picture of him.

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