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26 March Back at the library, back at Glendale. I didn't write yesterday because when I got to the library at 2.29p, the 2.30p slots were all taken. The nerve! Actually, there wasn't anything available until 4.30p, when I had firmly planned to be sitting in front of the TV watching the Worlds, so I just used one of the 15 minute first come-first serve computers, and only had time to check my email. No-one volunteered to usher for last night, so I had to tell Deb she was on her own last night, and the box office person for Saturday dropped out. What is with this week, has it been cursed? These tiresome people who can't keep a commitment are really starting to bug me.
The guy next to me just asked me how to spell "throw up". You don't get this kind of fun at home! I hope my computer never gets fixed!! Now he asked me how to spell "injustice". I'm starting to be very curious about what kind of document would contain both of those terms in close proximity.
So yeah, yesterday was skating-palooza, which was fun, though they ignored my boy Mattie as though he was not even there. He was part of the American team, he's the most interesting male skater in the eligible ranks, why was he relegated to a mere blip at the end, that he placed 16th. Admittedly not good, but still, I would have liked to see his routine so that I could complain about the judging! Johnny Weir was pretty good, and I enjoyed watching him, though he's no Matt Savoie.
I think the redheaded librarian here at Glendale thinks I'm cute. This is unfortunate, because I do not in turn think that the redheaded librarian here at Glendale is cute. It's difficult being me.
Hey, I've had to neglect my Jones label so much since, I haven't had a computer at home, I've gone waaaay down in the rankings, so if anyone wants to throw a quick vote my way, you'd be welcome to do so!
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