May 31st, 2004


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Great. I wake up with an inexplicable need to do laundry, as one does, and by the time I had come back upstairs the thunder and the lightning and the rain and possibly the hail had started up, and I began having apocalyptic visions of rafting to Mexico. On top of this, I turned on the TV to see if there were any storm/tornado/flood/death warnings, and suddenly the cable went out and left me with nothing but static. So now, after all that, Samara's coming to get me. Fabulous.

(Ah, here we are. If I can survive the next twelve minutes, looks like we'll be all righOH MY GOD THE RING a;ojdfiwe4