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August 18th, 2003

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Got back from Vegas last night and went to Rob's birthday gathering. Lost money to fools at the poker table, saw hot boys kissing and hot girls lighting each other on fire. Leered at many a pretty young thing, and probably more than a few prostitutes disguised as pretty young things. Still had no courage to walk up and talk to any of them.

Am feeling dead tired now, almost nodding off at the desk and foregoing the use of personal pronouns.

Will post Vegas journal bits in a little bit.
Current Mood: [mood icon] tired

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