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Every 11/11 I think of my old friend Sol getting giddy on 11:11pm on 11/11 2003, and dumping a computer monitor out his 4th story dorm window...I think I've mentioned it here every year, heh. That was a fun night. I wonder how Sol is doing; we drifted out of touch about two years after he moved to San Diego and I back to MA. I choose to imagine that he's the same sweet, soft-spoken, funny guy who loves weed and spinning techno. Now I'm thinking about the good times I had in New Hampshire, as though it didn't suck total ass most of the time...revisionist memory, heh.
Closed the gift shop last night, gotta leave soon to open it this morning. Oh joy of joys. They gave me keys to the store and the combination to the safe, even though I don't know how to do the paperwork for the deposits at night. On Wednsday night I'm going to be the one in charge, so I've got till then to figure it out.
Closed the gift shop last night, gotta leave soon to open it this morning. Oh joy of joys. They gave me keys to the store and the combination to the safe, even though I don't know how to do the paperwork for the deposits at night. On Wednsday night I'm going to be the one in charge, so I've got till then to figure it out.