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Thursday, February 12, 2004
Ok, this train crisis is driving me nuts. Last night, I got on the bus to head to the gym to meet Konky, and it took me about an hour to get there, since everyone had driven to work. Last night, we went to trivia at the Clock Hotel, and I managed to consume about 15 beers. We ended up getting second to last place, so it wasn't even worth it! So... this morning I got on the bus, feeling hung over, and within 5 minutes was sweating like a little pig! I'm sure that I smelled like a lovely combination of beer and Body Shop Body Butter (always a treat first thing in the morning). Apparently, regular train passengers will receive free tickets next week, but you have to show your weekly ticket. Since I usually pay with my pocket change, I guess I am out of luck. It's Getting Hot in Here... Abercrombie Style... 
It seems that there are others who are fascinated with the popularity of Ms. Crombie. Ever since Lindsay made reference to her site, I have been drawn to it. It compares to the uncontrollable urge to type "Paris Hilton" into Google Images search. Adi thinks Ms. Crombie may picked her name for marketing purposes, which is poetic justice, I suppose. Shane, who constantly sees her on the newly published blogs list, suggests that she may have "some automatic system to keep her on there or something." Could there be a conspiracy? I may be able to get my sister to ask Abercrombie cover boys the Carlson Twins, who are good friends of hers, if there is any world domination attempt on the part of the clothing chain. Arghhhhh... Everyone in Kahkis!!!  Sis, if your reading, doesn't that Carlson site kind of freak you out, I mean, they are doing live chats and shit... and interviews with the Village Voice! Do you think they know Devon Aoki? Can you find out, and send her my personal details? Maybe have them propose a shot gun wedding? I have two passports now, I am a catch!
I've Already Had the Time of My Life 
I grew up with my little sister playing the sound track to Dirty Dancing every morning. It became ingrained in my mind. Sometimes I walk down the street singing "Bayaybe... you're the one..." The film is really kind of an eighties classic, isn't it? Now, along comes... Dirty Dancing 2??? Havana Nights??? WTF is this about! IMDB sums it up: 18-year-old Katey Miller moves to Havana with her parents in November 1958. Her parents expect her to move within their well-to-do circles, but she defies their wishes when she falls in love with Xavier, a waiter who also happens to be a fantastic dancer. Secretly meeting in a Havana nightclub, the pair practice their dance steps in preparation for a prestigious national dance competition. But the coming revolution may spell trouble for the pair's plans. Sound familiar? What's next, The Breakfast Club - Puerto Rican Detention?
... Seppo 11:58 am...
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