grouchiness

Tuesday, March 23, 2004.

Am exceedingly out of sorts.  Dinner was inedible (no more Tonkin chefs) and I have had to tutor three different folks today, one of whom didn’t even have the decency to show up.  Yeah.  So I sit around waiting for nothing. I tried to sleep for a little while, but 2nd Ghetto is Grand Central, the phone ringing, knocking on the door, people slamming in and out.  35 minutes . . . no sleep.  Sound impossible?  Yeah, to me too.

Anyway.  Would like something nice to happen.  Maybe that’s Buffy coming back from McDonalds.  That would be something nice . . .

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