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If anyone wants to go, some people are going to see Nacho Libre this evening.

What: Nacho Libre
Where: Century 16 in Pleasant Hill
When: 5:40PM (Get there around 5:30 or earlier)
Why: Just because.

Everyone's welcome. There'll probably be a bunch of people there. Some crazy swim team folks (you've been warned). If anyone needs more info, comment or call me or something.

Has anyone seen my iPod? I remember grabbing it during band, and I thought I put it in my backpack. Maybe I didn't? It's a white 30GB video in a white ankle sock. I can't imagine I left my backpack alone for more than a minute or two.

If anyone knows where it is, please drop me a line.

I'm a Considerate Idealist, according to this thing:


My Personal Dna Report

Just a random note...

I'm getting rid of AOL because I'm really getting tired of it. So, if you want to contact me, please email me through my Gmail account: burningglances@gmail.com

And, on the subject of Gmail, if anyone wants a Gmail account, I have 99 more invitations left. Lemme know if you want one.

Tomorrow is going to be a blast.

I'm bring my N64, Pokemon Stadium, Pokemon Stadium 2, Pokemon Snap, Hey You, Pikachu!, my GameBoy Color, and all of the Pokemon games from Red and Blue through Crystal.

Yesss.

Ahh, this afternoon/evening was a blast. At swimming, we did a test set of 10 100's on the 3:00 (which is a heck of a lot of rest). And I averaged a 1:09 on them. That's like my best time, ever. Races included, which is pretty crazy. Chris even noticed. He said something about it at practice and at the pasta feed. At the pasta feed, people were like, "Mary, you OWNED today." I got a triple high-five from Brandon.

The pasta feed was pretty much a giant, friendly orgy on Jenna's couch. Jenna and Dawn danced and sang to the songs they knew. The rest of us just kind of watched, exhausted. It was so much fun.

Rocket Man isn't by Queen. It's by Elton John.

I knew it.

pwn'd.

Dammit.

Alan's here. Again. He was here last night, too. Gah. I really get the creeps from this guy. Mom knows I don't like him, but I don't think she understands to what extent I hate this guy.

And he just keeps showing up. Gahhh. My mom says she's told him to back off, but he just doesn't get the hint.

Gah.

Now I don't want to eat breakfast. I'll just hide in my room.