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real world vancouver, the movie

back home, new york city, town of high fives and anxiety attacks.

last night i had dinner with vincent and sam and proceeded to the fish, same old shit but also really nice to hang out with those boys.

i have lots of stuff to do, like fix my bike, clean my house, get a job. tall orders.

i also cant smoke as much here.

i also need a new book to read.

i cant believe how bad the real world is. i mean, she's talking about getting too attached to her fish, puff daddy. what ever happened to humanity? it sucks.

haven't spoken to TR in awhile, and i cant help but wonder if its because i'm not in the program anymore. i feel sad about it. i miss him. i really do. i miss him and he's right here. i think.

nothing so inspiring going on here right now. its ok because i started drawing.

making stuff is fun. more fun than doing nothing. more fun than lots of things. cant wait for the secret real world, the movie. real world vancouver.

cant wait.

3:09 p.m. - 2002-08-06

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