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August 27, 2001-8:12 p.m. Today in Sa-land more on the immortal and immovable prot�g�. I�m finding myself annoyed by her mere presence these days. I guess I thought if she didn�t talk to me it would be okay. It hasn�t worked out that way, though. Her desk annoys me. Her demeanor annoys me. The fact that she is there consuming oxygen annoys me. I know that any day now I�m just going to snap and scream, �Why the fuck do you have that deodorant stick on your desk?� **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
