June 17th, 2003

Picocon

Forthcoming hospital.

I'm going to Wexham Park Hospital on the afternoon of the 24th July.

Why are you going to the hospital?
What?
Why are you going to the hospital?
What?
Why are you ... never mind.
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    What?
Picocon

She's gone.

She's gone. She's not talking to me, and I can't do anything about it except wait.
And she can't do anything about it either.

Yahoo! Messenger is being uninstalled across the board at scarlatti's place of work.

There is something I can do.
I'll email her.
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    distressed distressed
Henry

Early night

In the battle against sleep deprivation, the first casualty is getting up-to-date with my Friends list.

Goodnight.
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    sleepy sleepy